if there's a will there's a way So get your mind on official business You can be great And it's been this way from the cradle to the grave So get paid
Would you give a fee? Never. Fly like a feather. Make more money than your father and your mother put together. The game is to be sold, not to be told
on blades, forever stayed paid, true Plus I'm dope like your hoe sniff a Quaalude And put the 'Smack Down' on any bitch out here like 'The Rock' Not like
big bad wolf, we?re sick of these scams" sick of these plans, sick of this dance walk into his office took the nin out my pants you?re not a man, you?
style consists of various wild flavors I spit lines that linger on your taste buds I'm paid in full you can check my pay stubs Started with the basics, not
red light I was a boy not to sure of myself When i was first taken down Down to the house with the red light Two miles west of town I paid my fee and
, feel my fuckin cool Fake kind, don't you fake a move Down with Flizy two damn fools If I ever got the plug, gotta screw, Money rule Dirty game, paid
ok "Stabbed em up and got the fuck" like my name was O.J If ya lookin for some money bitch my name is No Way Not tomorrow, not today, not yesterday
all night and day (ha) I can't stay away They don't make too many niggas like me Bonafide hustler, certified G Still got that work if ya got the right fee
's mad it's not right there's one thousand and one spaces free but I see that he find me guilty of the time over fee Now I know why my mother why my
then I'm try na get paid, I'll call you when i can, Im not your boy I'm your man. You respect that you know I don't get off on a fee, you know that you
my first fuckin' album nigga And I still can't be fucked with, trust me I'm the truth in here, I give up what's real Not afraid to die, not afraid to
some money Sha man, just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid Sha man, just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid One, two,
wife Everybody talkin 'bout, how these pimps be funny A bitch couldn't lock me down with Whitney's money Some niggaz get paid but they're not the boss
gun smoke, thats on the boss man my nina ross can, place gang bangas in to a punk thang,this is renegades rick not really paid, gave cash pistols now
it's over Hammer hit pin, pin hit shell, from the shell the slug gonna chew ya Try not to lose me, I try not to lose'ya Mamma say mamma sa mu makasa,
cut off fucking with me no checking my nine pops leaving a nigga with a mouth full of gun shots by a lunatic niggas score some old clothes Im like some paid
: "big bad wolf, we?re sick of these scams" sick of these plans, sick of this dance walk into his office took the nin out my pants you?re not a man, you
