Paper Chase (Letra)

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Chorus x 2
[fatal]
When it’s on then it’s on
It can’t be erased
Tear da club up thugs and fatal
On a paper chase

When it’s on then it’s on
It can’t be erased
Tear da club up thugs and fatal
We on a paper chase

Verse 1
[fatal]
Never wastin’ em
Had a slug bug chasin’ em
Spin em before they spun
The m-1, close-casin’ em
Defacin em like county property
He’d die for me
Spittin’ on your whole image, i rob you and make a mockery
Yo ya see that party by haus cucasimenas
Trife on that ass
Who better hit the ground fizast
Fuck that financially
Fatal stable satanically
Mash on your little stash niggaz testin’ the family
Play the eddie cane with your petty game
Breakin’ ya un-ready friend when you fuck with who-freddy sein
Nigga dip off blood, i get that back and let the free fall
Hit ya with six shots, let you in bail ass hits off
Fatal hussein, from the cradle to the grave
Tokin’ like big suge till every label know my name
And they ask ‘whats up with yak and who shot pac?
And who rode on you tryin’ to test the block’

Chorus x 2

Verse 2
[dj paul]
What the fuck!
Those niggaz bailin out of range rovers
Lucky louisiana, lucky as a fuckin fully clothed camera boy
The cast there, hangin mother fucker sat there
Sayin now she was a tear da little homies at chess game
Dodge all my life, these niggaz no good the trigger man
Fatal flaw man from another hood doin yeah
Those are the rules in this mafia race
Tear da club up thugs mash down on a g-string…

Verse 3
[juicy j]
When we drop
Always keep it comin’
Make em think tough
On the block
Niggaz never stop
Tryin’ to run const
Out the hood, niggaz no good
Ridin’ in the wood
With the game fatal hussein
Gonna bring the pain
Put the coo to your 40 brew
Brothers on the loose
Nothing new cuz we let em out
If we fight or shoot
All you hoes weak
And i know do you wanna roll
With these thugs livins
In the blood ghetto hesito foo

[lord infamous]
Break out our jewerly hide the mother fuckin’ product
Break out our jewerly hide the mother fuckin’ product

Chorus

Verse 4
[juicy j]
Now it is time to get rough with the drama
Bitches you cannot escape from the heart-a
Evil scarecrow
Devil spells go
Deep in my soul
Put on my clothes
I scrip little hands and i must squeeze the whelpin’
Listen to sounds of the lit when we step in
F from us comes from the south territory
Listen to some of my d-money poetry
Circles a trip, plus it’s me smokin’ ganja
Rich almost ripped tear by these on the furniture
So many soldiers are coming to destroy you
Six million sinister satanic warriors
Ill still feel drill will kill ninni-milli flama philly
I will fill the enemy with up by twenty slugs
To the mug, four more tricks in the mud quick
I want all my tear da club thugs to rip this shit

Chorus (fades out)

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Paper Chase (Letra)

Jay-Z

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[foxy brown]
Uhh, uhh, uh-huh
Uhh (paper chase)
Bonnie n clyde
Y’all motherfuckers know how it’s goin down
(gotta get that paper y’all)
That’s right, uhh
(uh-huh uh, yeah, roc-a-fella, yeah
Paper chase y’all, paper chase what? uh)

Greyhound bitch, stay down bitch
Bout to set up shop with jay, round this bitch
Half a brick of yea, bout to lay down this bitch
(til november?) nah, i’m here to like slay down this bitch
What you think? i don’t wanna have to spray down this bitch
Call my whole team, from around the way down this bitch
I’m tryin to stay down this bitch, play down this bitch
Had a sound, so my nigga jay drown the six
Roll the windows down and, weight round this bitch
But there’s a couple things ‘fore it’s ok round this bitch
Gotta talk to the natives, let em know i’m here
For all to get the paydays, first i line up all the haters
I got jobs for ya, drop stars for ya
More arms than green bay’s brett favre for ya
Money providentials hope that’s not a problem for ya
If so, jigga be here, day after tomorrow for ya (that’s right!)

Chorus: foxy, jay-z

[f] gotta get that paper dog
[f] gotta touch that, love that, paper dog, uhh!
[j] gotta get that paper dog
[j] gotta have that grab that paper dog!
[f] gotta get that paper dog
[f] gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that
[j] gotta get that paper dog
[j] when i needs that, g stack, tell me where the weed’s at?

[jay-z]
I got my two guns, i came to scoop ones
A down ass bitch and she down to click
Got a nice little hooptie that i get around with
And my plan is, not to leave this town til i’m rich
Gotta find a nigga sellin all them ounces and shit
Tell them get down with the click or get found in a ditch
See i drop down and strip, i turn around and spit
Not to hit em, just to let em know the sound of shit
Return later that evening in the club with fox
And i got the snub nosed for those that love to box
I’m in search of them young niggaz that hug the block
All day, til it’s like gray outside
Shoot dice talkin shit all day outside
And even when it’s hot, they outside
Let em know, how it’s gon’ go, bonnie n clyde
And aiyyo, you will want me on your side

Chorus

[jay-z]
Yo, yeah, i got that stress and i got it the best
I ain’t got it to give but i got it to test
And if you wanna get down, all you gotta invest
Is your time, i gotta move this in a, week or less
For the next couple of days i brought her all i posess
The rolex, necklaces with the vvs
Twin to drive in the passenger with a tv rest
For my top draft picks i cop the new gs
Now all the little soldiers wanna roll with my team
Cause i ain’t sold em a dream, i just showed em the cream
Picked em up in the afternoons and told em some things
You know the regular shit you do when you moldin them teens
Yo, never lay your head where you holdin them things
From family, to your business, nothing goes in between
Never feared no man, put four in his beem
Drop your gun then, blow the scene, ya heard me?

Chorus