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Paper Trippin’ - Nate Dogg (奈特·道格)
Yeah What's crackin y'all Dub C
Still chasin this cheese puttin it down
Whassup Nate
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's
(dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
(we rider rider riders)
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's (yeah yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
Check it out
What they hittin fo'
Look I'm sick of all this chattin
Bullsh*t rappin
Let's really get it a-crackin
Y'all ni**as ain't ready fo' a ni**a
That's gettin paper
Foe scraper dice shaker
The white Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-a** faces
Blue gators ( ) X O by the cases
The rider ringleader with w**d
And my zag smashin
Ya bang ambassador
Givin it up back at'cha blastin ya
Off brand assassin-er
Jackin for figures c'mon
Totalled up a rock
With a repetitive offender
The purple tinter the big spender
The realest ni**a you know
Smellin like doe doe and Pruno
Sick with the flow swangin low-lows and Harleys
Gather the guests at my mansions
And throw my parole parties
Ex criminal turned corporate;
Elevated my game to worldwide nation
Tippin on paper trippin nia
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's
(dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
(we rider rider riders)
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's (yeah yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
Big beans or big wings or big screens
Befo' y'all stands a ghetto ni**a with big dreams
I throw the dice close my eyes and rich roll 'em
Take my handkerchief and fold 'em
Y'all know the slogan
Riders don't worry multiply shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky f**k hoes and stay high
The bigger the lick the bigger
The hit to cash it all
So whether they ready or not
I'm snatchin it all
Wood grains and chrome frames the mode is hang
A trick that won't sang
Transported dem thangs
F**k the pain
Give me a label ain't sh*t funny
Look I'm tryin to touch that Rush
And Lyor Cohen's money
Get the Neville's money and
Blow doja with my stash on rich
And get my d**k licked by the baddest b**ch
Fade ya real boy major with
Tough sh*t they ain't got
Like three-way pagers
Ni**a I'm paper trippin
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's
(dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
(we rider rider riders)
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's (yeah yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
Paper is all
(dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
(dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
(dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
I need
Testin testin broadcastin live
All day unleaded'll go fo' forty-nine
No garbage no cut just the bomb pow-wow
Gots to get my hands on that new body style
Floss all you ni**a toss liquor up
A rugged ni**a smokin on a cigarette butt
Mashin and I ain't lettin the pedal up
Cause all these songs on
My radio ain't ghetto enough
Shutted 'em up with the tank in the cut
I'm sweated to bust
Dub C'zy fo'ever gettin 'em up
Hands down I'm the motherf**kin man
Who else could take a gang hop
And turn it to a national dance
Givin the fans a glance of
A rider saggin his pants
With my rag on my cane standin
In a penguin stance ni**a
Worldwidin ridin collidin
Fool it's sincerely yours
The Ghetto Heisman paper trippin
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's
(dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
(we rider rider riders)
Ni**a I ain't rich yet
I'm still stackin G's (yeah yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back
Paper's all I need
Dub C ghetto extrordinaire hood fabulous
Comin through with fingers in the air
Y'all know what time it is
Ni**a I ain't rich yet I'm still stackin G's
Dem dolla dolla dollars