album cover
Paperwork
449
Hip-Hop/Rap
Paperworkは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2023年12月15日に1017/AtlanticによりリリースされましたChoppers & Bricks
album cover
アルバムChoppers & Bricks
リリース日2023年12月15日
レーベル1017/Atlantic
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM86

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
B.G.
B.G.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Alvoid Jones
Allen Alvoid Jones
Songwriter
Andres Titus
Andres Titus
Songwriter
Ben Cauley
Ben Cauley
Songwriter
Big Cuz
Big Cuz
Songwriter
Christopher Dorsey
Christopher Dorsey
Songwriter
James Edward Alexander
James Edward Alexander
Songwriter
John Smith
John Smith
Songwriter
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Samuel Gloade
Samuel Gloade
Songwriter
William McLean
William McLean
Songwriter
Sloan
Sloan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Cuz
Big Cuz
Producer
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
30 Roc
Producer
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer

歌詞

[Intro]
You know Gizzle standin' on what's real (Facts)
I'm standin' on the code (Always)
I'm standin' on law (Believe that)
I don't know another way
[Chorus]
You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)
That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah)
So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)
And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch ****
You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)
That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat
So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)
And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch ****
[Verse 1]
I done lost a lot of homies to this game I'm in (A lot)
Fifty percent to the grave, other half to the pen' (Pen')
Every time I look around, hood buryin' a G
Wonderin' if the next week, they gon' be buryin' me
Carryin' me, on a fresh white tee layin' me (Me)
The way that these **** rattin' that the shit scarin' me (I'm scared)
They breakin' every rule that's taught in the game
Could season your food now with all the salt in the game
Soft and they lame, bitch **** ain't standin' for shit (Nothin')
Goin' out like Nino Brown, takin' the stand on the clique
What's happenin' with this? Lookin' at him like, "What's happenin' with that?" (What's happenin'?)
****, that's your label, that's your main man that's a rat
Shocked and you hurt, thinkin' to yourself, "How could this be?" (How?)
How could I not see? All these years he was rockin' with me
That's how it be, enemy be right under your wing
Think fast (Fast), always mow your lawn, snakes in the grass
Sneaky as fuck, gotta prepare yourself for the strike (Strike)
If you don't and they bite, it could cost you your life
Real talk, know the shit I spit come straight from the heart (Heart)
Every word and every bar (Bar), you could take it as law (Law)
True to myself, so you know I'm true to this shit (I'm true)
I be coolin', I'll click it with that foolishness quick
Hooligan shit, forties, FNs, and Rugers with dicks
Fuck that boot 'em up, **** be on that shoot 'em up shit (****)
[Chorus]
You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)
That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah)
So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)
And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch ****
You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)
That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Huh?)
So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)
And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch ****
[Verse 2]
I was in the courtroom, I couldn't believe my eyes (Huh?)
Dog took the stand against me, this shit had me surprised (What?)
He point his finger at me, he say, "It's Mr. Davis (How?)
They gave that bitch immunity 'cause that's the way he played it (Wow)
Ain't fuckin' with these snitches, ain't fuckin' with no rats (Rats)
Just either stay your distance 'fore I put in your hat (Bah)
**** sneak dissin', haters dry snitchin'
We rockabye snitches (Rockabye), so they gon' die snitches (Huh?)
I told Gizzle the game changed, they got switches (Grrah)
And beef startin' now over dirty-ass bitches
But nothin' really changed, these **** still tellin'
The POs and the po-pos make it hard for a felon (It's Gucci)
[Chorus]
You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)
That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah)
So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)
And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch ****
You can say you this (This) and you can say you that (That)
That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat
So don't act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch)
And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch ****
Written by: Allen Alvoid Jones, Andres Titus, Ben Cauley, Big Cuz, Christopher Dorsey, Eric Sloan, James Edward Alexander, John Smith, Michael L. Williams II, Radric Delantic Davis, Samuel Gloade, William McLean
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...