paroles de chanson Get'cha Paper - Royce da 5'9" feat. Tre' Little
Uh,
yeh
Rock
City
is
the
anthem
This
one
is
the
theme
My
nigga
Tre
Detroit
came
up
you
know
we
hot
30
years
were
gators
and
big
locks
600's
on
chrome,
you
don't
stop
Detroit
we
just
hot
My
flow
switch
go,
pop
like
a
pistol
Shit,
don't
stop,
its
so
hard
How
many
times
must
I
tell
you
how
I
do?
How
many
times
must
I
prove
how
I
do?
You,
get
six
million
ways
to
die,
choose
one
Or,
booya!
You
can
get
one
assigned
to
ya
Hows
about
to
thump,
when
I'm
thumbin
this
non
Ruger
Something
that
will
tear
you
in
half
and
times
two
ya
(Ooh)
I
don't
think
you
are
better
then
me
(No)
Nobodys
better
then
me
Niggas
better
quit
believing
they
better
then
a
nigga
Thats
merely
letting
them
breath,
I
dead
them
with
ease
Now
come
one,
you
can
get
swallowed
If
you
let
your
lead
get
you
into
something
That
your
eraser
can't
get
you
out
of
I
wrote
a
song
about
it,
like
to
hear
it
here
it
go
(Ahhhhh
haaaaaa)
Thank
you
very
much
Cause
we
get
this
jumpin
up
in
here
We
don't
want
no
trouble
up
in
here
I
gon'
get
my
money
up
in
here
Ladys
is
you
with
me?
(Ooh)
Nobodys
better
then
me
(No)
I
don't
think
your
better
then
me
(Ooh)
Somebody
better
believe
Getcha
Paper,
Now
Lets
Go
You
see
how
my
wrist
it
glows
And
I'm
here
to
get
this
dough
You
can
see
my
shit
explode
And
if
you
ain't
with
me
(so?)
(How
many?)
Hits
does
it
take
for
you
to
believe
me?
(How
many?)
Times
do
I
gotta
tell
you
its
easy?
(How
many?)
People
must
I
run
up
on,
and?
(How
many?)
Bout
to
see
the
gun
up
drawn
Nigga,
we
just
wanna
get
it
up
jumpin
Up
in
here
but
ya'll
be
frontin
We
can
rumble
anytime,
ya'll
niggas
talkin
shit
is
nothin
Try
to
fuck
with
nothin,
but
a
hustler
You
get
gutted
like
a
blunt
Or
you
get
smoked,
or
treated
like
a
joke
Niggas
why
did
you
lie?
Like
you
fittin
to
stop
it
I'm
donny
ize,
lottery
ticket?
It's
in
the
pocket
While
I'm
high,
while
im
on
top
While
I'm
living,
while
im
survivin
While
I'm
even
able
to
say
"while
I"
Cause
we
get
this
jumpin
up
in
here
We
don't
want
no
trouble
up
in
here
I
gon'
get
my
money
up
in
here
Ladys
is
you
with
me?
(Ooh)
Nobodys
better
then
me
(No)
I
don't
think
your
better
then
me
(Ooh)
Somebody
better
believe
Getcha
Paper,
Now
Lets
Go
Detroit
came
up
you
know
we
hot
30
years
were
gators
and
big
locks
600's
on
chrome,
you
don't
stop
Detroit
we
just
hot
Young
niggas
stay
fly
at
all
times
Hoes
21
and
under
with
gangsta
rides
Keep
our
guns
by
our
sides
at
all
times
Detroit
we
just
fly
Whoa,
pause
for
a
second
for
the
flow
Hands
up
for
my
niggas
from
the
D
A
momment
of
silence
for
my
enemies
(tssh)
It
won't
turn
to
beef
till
you
fools
Do
something
to
me
or
one
of
my
crew
We
lay
low
like
Master
P
and
Snoop
With'
high
shots
that
will
put
you
away
You
don't
wanna
step
in
front
of
the
gun,
when
it's
comin
It's
like
the
abundance
of
like
a
hundred
the
numbers
is
runnin
I'm
a
rare
form,
you
bled
warm,
be
gone
dead
You
prepare
for
me,
beware
all,
lets
go
Mami
lookin
robotic
cause
of
the
strobe
light
Hands
up
in
the
sky
for
the
whole
night
You
can
get
between
the
thighs
if
it
goes
right
The
perfect
song
for
the
job,
and
it
goes
like...
Cause
we
get
this
jumpin
up
in
here
We
don't
want
no
trouble
up
in
here
I
gon'
get
my
money
up
in
here
Ladys
is
you
with
me?
(Ooh)
Nobodys
better
then
me
(No)
I
don't
think
your
better
then
me
(Ooh)
Somebody
better
believe
Getcha
Paper,
Now
Lets
Go
Cause
we
get
this
jumpin
up
in
here
We
don't
want
no
trouble
up
in
here
I
gon'
get
my
money
up
in
here
Ladys
is
you
with
me?
(Ooh)
Nobodys
better
then
me
(No)
I
don't
think
your
better
then
me
(Ooh)
Somebody
better
believe
Getcha
Paper,
Now
Lets
Go
1 Let's Go
2 Who Am I
3 We Live (Danger)
4 She's the One
5 Get'cha Paper
6 Boom
7 My Friend
8 It's Tuesday (intro)
9 Rock City
10 You Can't Touch Me
11 D-Elite, Pt. 1
12 What Would You Do
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