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Текст песни WC f Nate Dogg - Paper Trippin`

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[WC]Uhh, yeah! What`s crackin y`all? Dub CStill chasin this cheese, puttin it downWhassup Nate?[Chorus: Nate Dogg]Nigga 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)Nigga I ain`t rich yet, I`m still stackin G`s (yeah, yeah)Ain`t afraid to bust back, paper`s all I need [WC]Check it outWhat they hittin fo`? Look I`m sick of all this chattinBullshit rappin, let`s really get it a-crackinY`all niggaz ain`t ready fo` a nigga that`s gettin paperFoe scraper, dice shaker, the white, Chuck TaylorsDark fat laces and fetti with big-ass facesBlue gators (?), X.O. by the casesThe rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashinYa bang ambassador, givin it up back at`cha blastin yaOff brand assassin-er, jackin for figures c`monTotalled up a rock, with a repetitive offenderThe purple tinter, the big spenderThe realest nigga you know, smellin like doe doe and PrunoSick with the flow, swangin low-lows and HarleysGather the guests at my mansions and throw my parole partiesEx criminal turned corporate; elevated my game to worldwide nationTippin on paper trippin nia[Chorus][WC]Big beans or big wings or big screensBefo` y`all stands a ghetto nigga with big dreamsI throw the dice, close my eyes and rich roll `emTake my handkerchief and fold `em, y`all know the sloganRiders don`t worry multiply shift gearsToss fingers in the sky, fuck hoes and stay highThe bigger the lick the bigger the hit to cash it allSo whether they ready or not I`m snatchin it allWood grains and chrome frames the mode is hangA trick that won`t sang, transported dem thangsFuck the pain, give me a label ain`t shit funnyLook I`m tryin to touch that Rush and Lyor Cohen`s moneyGet the Neville`s money and blow doja with my stash on richAnd get my dick licked by the baddest bitchFade ya, real boy major with tough shit they ain`t gotlike three-way pagers, nigga I`m paper trippin[Chorus][Nate Dogg]Paper is all.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars).. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars).. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars).. I need[WC]Testin testin, broadcastin liveAll day unleaded`ll go fo` forty-nineNo garbage no cut, just the bomb pow-wowGots to get my hands on that new body styleFloss all you nigga, toss liquor upA rugged nigga smokin on a cigarette buttMashin and I ain`t lettin the pedal upCause all these songs on my radio ain`t ghetto enoughShutted `em up with the tank in the cut, I`m sweated to bustDub C`zy, fo`ever, gettin `em upHands down I`m the motherfuckin manWho else could take a gang hop and turn it to a national danceGivin the fans a glance of a rider saggin his pantswith my rag on my cane standin in a penguin stance, niggaWorldwidin, ridin, collidinFool it`s sincerely yours the Ghetto Heisman, paper trippin[Chorus][WC]Dub C, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulousComin through with fingers in the airY`all know what time it is[Nate] Nigga I ain`t rich yet, I`m still stackin G`s[WC] Dem dolla dolla dollars

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