Paper Chasers (Explicit) 歌詞
Paper Chasers - Kevin Gates
I'ma let you hear that other one after I do this
Next hit I want you know that 6's
And all of that sh*t what f**k around sh*t
I like this sh*t man
Coke and rock and choppin off em
Private goin on shopping sprees
Glock in my back pocket already
Cocked okay I'm clockin cheese
Strap jump off the hinges in
The trenches all in alleyways
Had to say each and every day
We grabbin paper
Live the hustle probably die
Gangster and etcetera
Sometime I can't take no break
They keep callin my cellular
This the game and we know
This life we gonn be alright
Ain't no sleep tonight b**ch
We outchea chasin paper
They can fall in with the tech 9
No bandana no gloves on
Long kiss goodnight my ni**a
But we ain't makin' no love song
This b******t you sold me got
A nice tod no soda on it
I straight dropped and lost 20 grams
Like what the f**k is you smokin homie
Red Camaro white racing stripes
Gonn probably be on TV
Move wrong while the tool long
I put your a** on Street Beat
Repeat you see me
I'm a repeat offender
Park the whip lay under houses
You're moving wrong with the stethoscope
Arrested for lil best stratege
These p**sy niggas 'bout stretchin coke
Bend the barrel with a machine gun
Like Say hello to my little friend
She come in Texaco down here
For school not visitin
Say it's about to get interestin
B**ch say she from Michigan
Coke and rock and choppin off em
Private goin on shopping sprees
Glock in my back pocket already
Cocked okay I'm clockin cheese
Strap jump off the hinges in
The trenches all in alleyways
Had to say each and every
Day we grabbin paper
Live the hustle probably die
Gangster and etcetera
Sometime I can't take no break
They keep callin my cellular
This the game and we know
This life we gonn be alright
Ain't no sleep tonight b**ch
We outchea chasin paper
Shipment just come in drop
Work and punch a tool out in Springfield
Extended clip on the nine milli
A lot of hollow tips no refill
Imagine how the f**k we feel
In the winter time no heat here
I sleep here all my smokers be
Bummin bars for free beer
And we fear you'll meet
A ni**a like me in your life
Grind time it's goin brrmmm
I listen to the radio we on fly
Shawty say she all mine
Color all in the wrong lines
To the d**e game I got strong ties
I've sold coc*ine this all the time
Favorite all summer title white lines
Watch rich people snort white lines
Sip white wine at dinner parties
Been retarded I leave a party
People start to leave like we the party
Thuggin on don't mention it
Pockets full of Benjamins
Coke and rock and choppin off em
Private goin on shopping sprees
Glock in my back pocket
Already cocked okay
I'm clockin cheese
Strap jump off the hinges in the trenches
All in alleyways
Had to say each and
Every day we grabbin paper
Live the hustle probably die
Gangster and etcetera
Sometime I can't take no break
They keep callin my cellular
This the game and we know
This life we gonn be alright
Ain't no sleep tonight b**ch
We outchea chasin paper
Paper Chasers - Kevin Gates