Текст песни Capers for the Paper - Alaska Redd

Yo straight out the ice box of rap
Alaska Redd oh yeah the mutha fucking Grizzly is back

Been a recession on the raw I got a fix for all that.
I'm not talk'n bout the work so all you snitches fallback

New this dude around the way that used to lived up the block
Could get you Meth, weed, powder cocaine or some rocks

Drove that old school whip it was sitting on stocks
With tinted windows T tops in the back with the knocks

Had another homie by the name of Bill
He went crazy for the money started to rob and kill

His own homies wasn't safe, colder then a winter chill
No conscious with the steel to get to them dirty dollar bills

Cause paper paper paper is all that they lust for
But reality hits when you hear the lock on the cell door

Double life + 60 freedom is no more
Its real in them streets reality's is a cold whore

We got stickup kids corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots all on a block that stays hot stays hot stays hot
For the money
Capers for the paper
We got stickup kids corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots all on a block that stays hot stays hot stays hot
For that money
Capers for the paper

I had another little homie that was always kinda bumy
His family wasn't rich, but nobody's going hungry

Never finished school and he's was far from a dummy
Hustled every day and worked really hard for his money

Tried to keep a nine to five but he said it wasn't for me
Barley making ten an hour never sees a full forty

Rather sit around the house play games and drink 40's
Sell a couple dimes, Gs for 20 8ths go for 40

Until they kicked his door in cause kept ignoring
The fact that they was watching
Be he still wanted more and

You know how it be going when it rains it be pouring
Indictments came next, the seizures and informants

Baby mamas steady stressing in out of court and
Lost everything got her thinking bout divorce'n

Hope she shown you support'n cause its hell of important
Before he got out she fucking the neighbor next door and damn

We got stickup kids corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots all on a block that stays hot stays hot stays hot
For the money
Capers for the paper
We got stickup kids corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots all on a block that stays hot stays hot stays hot
For that money
Capers for the paper