LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePaper Chaser
YeahYeah Nigga YeahYeah nigga YeahYeah Nigga[Chorus - 50 cent]I'm a Paper Chasermy glock I'll fire itYou know what it isThe moment you expiredI handle my bizzI make sumthin' outta nuthin'you fuck with the kid..you bound to get shot frontin'[repeat chorus][Verse 1 - 50 Cent]You got that big body benz haYou find the bitch that you want, you just treat her and her friend huh?You don' fucked up that coke huh?Them niggas mad as a mothafucka they finna get you smoked huh?They outside where you rest huh?Waitin' with the hammers to put a hole in yo chest huh?It's hot and you wearin your vest huh?It's summer time and you can't even go out nigga you stressed huh?They talkin' about you in the hood huh?They sayin' yo ass can't come around you sayin' you could huh?That bitch flipped gave you the boot huh?She ain't fuckin' nigga with you cause you ain't got no loot huh?Ain't nothin' left for you to do huh?So you back in the hood with yo pistol ready to shoot huh?It won't be long before you dead huh?Niggas paid me to hit ya I gotta put one in yo head now[repeat chorus twice]Yeah It's my summaGo 'head say somethin'I want yo to say somethin'So I can smack the fuckin' black off you niggaI spit in yo face faggotCome through there manI can't wait manSumma time we gon' mash out this year niggaI got shooters, oh my godYa' niggas don't want it with me now manThe fuck man ya'll now where i come from manThey now what turf I was tourin' fromSouthside niggaRide or be rode onYou know the rulesLive this summa or die this summa babeIt's real
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