Paper Made(Explicit) - C-Bo

Paper Made - C-Bo
My whole crew is platinum
Quick to throw it down with magnums
We ain't duckin' when the guns start blastin'
What's happenin'
West coast rollin' benjamins foldin'
Ni**a bank accounts holdin' more loot than the jews
And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues
Had me all on the news cuz I'm gettin' my paper
And my goal life now is livin' it major
Coppin' crystal champagne
I'm in the 'natti with the blow brains
Leavin' my mansion up in spokane
The d**e game was lovely
Out with the flip rollos and drop benzes when they clucked me
Now the haters wanna mug me cuz I'm amg kid candy on some dub leech
But f**k them tricks cuz they haters
They stick out like short thumbs around playaz
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames b**ch
I'm paper made
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames b**ch
I'm paper made
I still scream f**k the world 'til my casket drop
I give a f**k about parole and these bastard cops
He could see me on TV coat with two glocks and a p
Cuz some b**ch ni**a snitched on me down in cincinnati
I bet the b**ch thought he had me
Ain't that a b**ch how niggas trip
That ni**a must have been smokin' the cavi
I won't rest until my 'natti niggas get him
Run up in him hit him with a blade up of in his kidney
And leave him face down real niggas don't play around
Paralyze that motherf**ker from the waste down
Cuz he's a b**ch turned snitch on the next ni**a
On sight I'm takin' his life with the tec trigga
And give a f**k about his kid cuz he didn't give a f**k about mine
When I was servin' my bid
I knew he was a flunky punk ni**a dressed like a junkie
Runnin' around with a pound of bunk w**d
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames b**ch
I'm paper made
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames b**ch
I'm paper made
See I'm all about the cash fool
Blast to get a mill and I keep it real fool
I owe court and the streets f**k a deal
Wanna see me cuffed and stuck in the back seat of a cop car
When I got jewels and pull more strings on
A good tar guitar than a rock star
Cop car by the ub wanna do me down like doobie
Straight haters is what you fools be
Hangin' on my balls like newbies
You do three's dumped outta trees is how we do these
Enemies when we WC 'em down like my crew be
Pack heaters nonetheless and now better leave his
Bulletproof vest down in the beemer
Hit 'em up we lead 'em then streetsweap 'em
We don't need 'em
That ni**a's a b**ch like Ru Paul
Whipped his with his a** you'll be sold like blue balls
We some murderers haven't ya heard of the straight killa
All black the realest on the map mission to get the millas
Y'all best off feel me a motherf**kin' real G
In this sh*t paper made til they kill me kill me
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames b**ch
I'm paper made
All I wanna do is get my paper straight
Roll up highways sideways out the gates
Luxury livin' baddest women and I'm straight
Back up with the flames b**ch
I'm paper made