Somebody Gonna Get Hurt

I get that paper I do it major
I'm staying sucker free and I'm shaking haters
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here probably

My money get jealous
I keep the dough in check
The checks bounce
Give me cash and give me more interest
Rick Rock now I get the dough going West
20 thousand on the ground what you wanna bet
If I lose I roll another bet to even up
Keep looking for the dough like I ain't seen enough
Fully equipped the whip that would be a plus
Hop off the you know what and I'ma leave it up

Tell us what you leaving up
The dough on the Lambo
Don't try to be a Rambo or be an example
Passport paper ain't a place that I can't go
Haters getting sick bout to Earl like Kimbo
Go ahead man smack yourself silly
Rubber bands never fit
When I package my scrilly
Overseas but I'm still the man back in my city
Ugh put the cream on the acne like Diddy

Show you how to make em put the paper in your face
Let the yellow bones know that it's time to skate
Pillsbury dough sho make a lot of cake
Time to show all of these suckas how to paper chase

The blueprint for the paper just rewind it back
Yeah our money cash cars I be rhyming that
Stay balling on the base like a diamondback
While you in the crowd getting mad because the concert packed

I get that paper I do it major
I'm staying sucker free and I'm shaking haters
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here probably

Two chicks talking to me on the 3 way
Breeze blowing in the hair of my breezy
Woodgrain I'm ma grab when you see me
Oakland in my hand like it's eBay
Both chicks begging me to come to see A
No time like I ran out of prepaid
If you don't go and give this hotness to the DJ
You'll need a doctor and it ain't gonna be Dre
Fans trying to figure out and try to find who
The last verse of the last hearse applied to
I could tell you a lie and tell you it's not you
But like B on the Scantron not true
Cause y'all boys is costumes
I brush em off like the canvas in an art room
Bring it on boy my victory's your doom
Your plan was to Samity Sam me but it's gone boom

I get that paper I do it major
I'm staying sucker free and I'm shaking haters
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here probably

Some people hate to see you spending the new bucks
You better not show your animosity to us
Hit gone have the three K's like Klu Klux
So bring em to the barber that'll give em a crew cut
That mean minus a couple
Need to be finding your mind instead of finding some trouble
Cause it's obvious you lost when we up out of the huddle
Ready to blitz yup I seen you in outer space like a shuttle

One mil' two mil' three for me
Staying hungry like I missed the past for meals
Half a mil' still tell a man no deal
Riding with the type of bananas you don't peel
Yeah the type of weapon that don't jam
Like most of these rappers in this game that don't man
Plus the homie riding with me is no fan
Don't bring the drama what chu if you ain't bringing no plan

I get that paper I do it major
I'm staying sucker free and I'm shaking haters
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody say what
I ain't really trying to hurt nobody
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here probably