Lyrics:
Million Man March
If she ain't got a fat ass, the she can't get up in this car
I can tell if that ass real or fake by how she walk
Get paid, young
to you, (give it to you)
Get Paid
(Verse 1)
Let me tell you a little story about this nigga I know
From the M and the O
A chemical nigga who says I got
to take a trip real quick
Got a man but the next nigga paid
We got bitches, niggas know
Oh yeah, that's great
But bitch I'm tryna get paid
That's what
Cash app over at's and hashtags
Cash app over at's and hashtags
All she wanna do is get Paid
You can keep your love to yourself
She can do bad by
Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
Cause then you'll
Boogie Down Productions will always get paid
We'll take the wackest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
Cause then you'll
I drink Moet not Beck's beer
I stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean
I see you when I get there
And it's a fact I keep
suckas hating on my name cause I'm next
Protected by the planes
J-L-R family crest
Momma fall back from them lames and fly with the best
Get paid
Niggas coming down pop trunks just slamming
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas staying on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody late
Niggas coming down pop trunks just slamming
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas staying on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody late
Had ups had downs
Some left some stayed
Clean house no maid (good GOD)
Big body Big Waves
Verse #3
Big Tree 4Real
I wake up scheme up more ways to get
paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
Intro I beeen set freeeeeeee by the bloood of the lamb
Course Pick up yo cross get right with him
I been I been set free by the blood of the lamb
(You're as cold as ice)
I still got that real world charm, nigga
Be alarmed
Body armor on, warmer in my palm (NYC)
Where you get the storm before the calm
gas blowing a semi
Whoever knew they all would envy
Feel like this money trying to kill me
Only giving you the real me
Youngin self-made, self-paid
the guys)
Keep it real
Blessings falling from the sky
(From the skies)
I paid the price
Paid the price
Paid the price
I say yes I paid the price
Yes, I paid
The Audition, OP
Hahahaha
I just wanna get paid that's all
Get the mulla then I slay (Slay slay) Yolo
Wanna do it for ma hood
Make sure that they
[Intro]
Reporter: So, tell me... How do you feel about 'Jack the Ripper'?
[Evil Thriller laughter]
(Get him!)
[Verse 1]
Want me to get him? Well I
(intro)
[crunchy black]
Aw yeah, we fittin' to get into some shit called stayin' real
It's one mutha-fuckin' thing to be real
But it's another
the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I
fine, oh, I forgot to mention
GVO, good vibes and good rhymes just like the tribe
We catching stride, you feel the vibe, but yo, it's time
To get paid
[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no
like the rest
Real talk tell her
I want the money and the power yuh
Yeah getting paid by the hour tick tock
Money rain make it shower
Gotta get it how
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
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