'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
free especially not me Ohhh, yeahhh I gotta get paid, woo Now if you want me Come correctly Might be something you never done before I'm not yo' ordinary
's in zone when we dip, not to trip, unless you trip Automatic will release dangled as peace I'm stayin' soldier to the streets So tell me how do you fee
'm one of them too were ushered in by ol' Doc Brown When we made our first debaut ah he needed his dimes And there were times he'd receive a fee But
then I say Okay Stabbed them up and got the fuck like my name was O.J. If you lookin for some money bitch my name is no way Not tomorrow not today not
, ?Oh?, then I say, ?Okay? Stabbed them up and got the fuck like my name was O.J. If you lookin' for some money bitch my name is no way Not tomorrow not today not
in storage My life is in storage What life has become, stored here for a sum I hauled it, I feel dumb I got my lock and key, I paid a man his fee Now
the presidente on a one way trip to casa permanente Not a teacher but a sensei These rhymes are for battle plus you gotta get the rent paid I bust the
muthafuckas just like cowboys and Indians Anything it took to get paid A nigga like Ren already had the plane made And I was in it to win it and not
I said I'm headed here His Mama said don't stand there you'll catch cold just come on in They gave me room and board I paid a very modest fee Then I
