The Paper [I Get It]
Bartender bring the bottles of Rose
That bitch like me but I don’t give a fuck
Bitch nigga smelling like good weed
Crush the hashish look I don’t give a fuck
I’m so grimey they can’t blind me
The paper I get it the paper I get it
What the fuck nigga I rock
Like I got that style that’ll
Keep me forever on top bitch, my drop top
Make niggas feel like theres something
Wrong with there hustle
I’m eating, I suggest you niggas try this
Scrap the plate move the weight
I got the itis
I’m sick, I’m addicted to the gold
You take a hit of how this feel you want more
Sorta like what crack did to
Boogie and New Jack wassup when I crossover
There ain't no coming back
Take a hit of this
This is what I’ve been cooking
Perfect product, customer good looking
This trip, this flip
I’ma get the count right
Do my numbers man, why your baker count light
Thta work you put out, that was stepped on
My shit raw dope, pure heron
Bartender bring the bottles of Rose
That bitch like me but I don’t give a fuck
Bitch nigga smelling like good weed
Crush the hashish look I don’t give a fuck
I’m so grimey they can’t blind me
The paper I get it the paper I get it
Here it is nigga, 1000 grams of uncut
Take it off consignment
Fuck up and you’re f-cked
This is certified hood shit
Ghetto gold good shit
Sniff a line of this, take a pull of that
This a fact, either which way you hiding that
I’ve been here before, it’s so familiar
Bag up, fill up the paraphernalia
I wanna win so bad, nigga I wanna kill ya
Get in the way, this six spray, I’m bad news
Denzel when the trumpet blow
More better blues
It’s psychotic, my flows are narcotic
Tll me how you want it, my nigga I got it
For days, My money give me goose bumps
My pockets swollen, two lumps
Count it all, 10c no cent a dime
You know me, you know I got a hell of a grind
There's nothing to it i can smell hater
You know what this is g-g-g-g-g, g-g-g-g-g
G-Unit this is therapy for me man
I just gotta focus on my art i’m an artist
You can appreciate it
Like you appreciate a Picasso
Or an Andy Warhol, you should love me
When you look at me
You should say this is fresh
This is abstract this is a work of art
This is 50 til next time, G-G-G-G-G-unit