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50 CENT lyrics : "Chase The Paper"

ft. Kidd Kidd, Prodigy & Styles P

Iâ??m still a rider, Iâ??m still rolling

A ^!$$% still hold the steel, thatâ??s how Iâ??m owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper

You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
Youâ??re a sucker for love, ^!$$%, Iâ??m money making
Iâ??m still a â?¦, Iâ??m still balling

Thatâ??s five times I ainâ??t picked up, your (*##$ still calling
Iâ??m super ghetto, Iâ??m still with the %#@!
Still pass the steel to my ^!$$%, hit a lick

We still mob, ^!$$%s steal stuff
We still deal after deal, %#@! is no problem
He still love her, she ainâ??t %#@!

Get up, heels Louboutins, she suck a dick
Still real ^!$$%s, still will kill
Told the still (*##$ donâ??t squeal, get your cap peeled

The Mac filled, black talons, hollow tips
Copper-tops, get your $$# popped, watch a body drop
Iâ??m still a rider, Iâ??m still rolling

A ^!$$% still hold the steel, thatâ??s how Iâ??m owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper

You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
Youâ??re a sucker for love, ^!$$%, Iâ??m money making
Iâ??m clean as a mother$#&@er, still getting my hands dirty

(*##$es they wanna $#&@, grab a glass, you looking thirsty
See Iâ??m a gangsta, you soft as R&B singers
Iâ??m at a war with the banger, in the club with the shanker

Mask on, lone ranger, scope on the â?¦
Rather be alive and rich than die and be famous
Live my life in the fast lane, I crash into anything

I ainâ??t here to entertain when I let them bullets sing
Rims on, Rida Gang, slap the $#&@ out of you, ^!$$%
Trying to pull out your pistol when you know that youâ??re lame

You chasing these (*##$es instead of chasing your paper
^!$$%s taking your (*##$es while they taking your paper
Iâ??m gone

Iâ??m still a rider, Iâ??m still rolling
A ^!$$% still hold the steel, thatâ??s how Iâ??m owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper

You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
Youâ??re a sucker for love, ^!$$%, Iâ??m money making

She on my leg like a little kid
She hump my leg like a ^^&$#* pit
Pitbull in a skirt, yeah, Iâ??m a magnet

Now I ainâ??t running after no broads, she stuck on my dick
Iâ??m a different breed, blame it on my genes
Money in my jeans, pockets turn her eyes green

Sheâ??s seeing dollar signs, Iâ??m seeing reasons why
Never had to stress no #~!!@, Iâ??m one of a kind
Pretty ^!$$% with a gorgeous gun

You die a beautiful death, pull a stunt, look
There ainâ??t a (*##$ more dime than me
The thirst is real, she knocking over drinks to get next to me

While you
Iâ??m still a rider, Iâ??m still rolling
A ^!$$% still hold the steel, thatâ??s how Iâ??m owning

You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper

Youâ??re a sucker for love, ^!$$%, Iâ??m money making
Ghetto ^!$$%s stillâ??ll pick a penny up
You outside chasing them hoes throwing your Henny up

Little homie loading a semi up
Catch him all after the club, tell him to ante up
Anyway, each and every day, Iâ??m looking for a better way

You owe me, you better pay
Ghost, let the beretta spray
Hood want uncut dope and some better yay

I ainâ??t chasing #~!!@, never have
Hustle hard, take a break, run and get some head and $$#
Still robbing, still rolling, still need a mask

Still popping, still slinging, still need the cash
Iâ??m still a rider, Iâ??m still rolling
A ^!$$% still hold the steel, thatâ??s how Iâ??m owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper

You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
Youâ??re a sucker for love, ^!$$%, Iâ??m money making

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