to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet I gotta make a hoe I-10, I sin Then I, do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking
, every god damn day And I ain't goin' never change homie, I'mma stay this way a thug I can't stop I gotta make my nigga Pimp proud (R.I.P.) That's why
I Know You Heard Of Me I Got Dat Work Man I Got Dat White And I Got Dat Purp And I Got Dat Brown And I Got Dat Green When I'm In Yo Town And I Hit Yo
And when I drop off my singles I'm dropping one of my targets Lord forgive me for my sins, I gave you hits I gave you "All I Do Is Win", I live this shit
would be this hard I'm a solider it runs in my blood You see p , silkk, and nothing but thugs I love my fans and your love so priceless I'd do anything
Mike Jordan But I'm the type that others want to try and be like I recite and shines right with a cordless mic I comes tight with more air than a pair of Nike's I
a p-o, p-i,m-p, we be p-a,p-e-r...chase Chorus: Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase Verse 2
I'm makin' 'em crazy And they like when I do it, they like when I move it They like when I work it, they like when I hurt it I stay icy on purpose,
to the club Switchin' lanes like what the Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh But y'all know I don't love no (Never love her) She, say, she, slick I
had, haha I'm, lookin at mu wody its about that time Master P hooked me up so now I got to get mine These diamonds on my neck let you know I'm fine But
me with your "p" hat But I was high off the blunt, so I didn't see that But I'm knowin I'm a nigga you love to hate But you grab me by my shoulder
have pride in me, I love ev'ry bright blue side of me, I feel so satisfied in me Because I am so special. P-R-I-D-E spells pride, That is P-R-I-D-E.
cop killin', geyeah I gang bang with the slang from the hub G I'm killin 'em off taken 'em down you'll be R.I.P. I guess that's the way your silly ass
stay gleamin', I'm shinin' man I'll teach you how to stunt, I see you schemin' N*** you can keep on dreamin', I hurt ya mans I'll teach you how to stunt I
Z] Young Hova in the house, world wide hustler R-O-C, D-P-G motherfuckers.. B-I-G still talkin through the voice of I For Tupac they yellin ra-da-da-
god to these evangelists, I dress all Los Angeles but i love miami though, I act so New Orleans yes I grew pistachios, dat mean I go nuts at any beat
wit a all white beata Gettin head From yo bitch but yo dumbass see her They say R-I-C-H-B-O and Y P-I-M-P Bitch till i die Sometimes I Even have to ask
I'm like a panther in the dark silent when I strike the paper Like a dagger in your heart when I write I leave a mark I seen a narc before they even bark