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Eric B. & Rakim - Paid In Full
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wicked
Wicked
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Castillo
Joseph Castillo
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flint
Flint
Mixing Engineer
HoodWil
HoodWil
Producer

Lyrics

Watch me- watch me Watch me get it imma make it get it out the mud Throwing up late nights, ain't nobody gave a fuck Mobbin' around on the block, show no fear and just because Homie gotta keep it solid everybody switchin' up That's why they say don't trust nobody so you know we run amok Homie said we keep it G so I'm forever runnin' up There ain't no faking in my veins only liquor pour it up That's patron you hear the devil lil homie fuckin' up Watch me bump it on the sub Box jumping like its bugs You hear the cheer up in the crowd, but nobody showin' love So you do it on your own member snitchin' gets you dug Hear you talking to the feds, but you said you was a thug We was young and we was dumb, but believe we had the heart Fucked up at the park Catching fades but after dark If you lose, then pay your dues, grab the blunt and let it spark All my homies keep it G and bet you swimming with the sharks Never back down homie If you do then you a mark Always sticking to the code best believe I never told Yeah, I got a lot to say but my mouth on froze So I keep it to myself swear this shit getting old Ridding round hella dirty While I'm swiggin' on a forty Put two hundred on the dash hope the cops ain't coming for me Hit the ally like a race Headed for the first place Dippin' from the bright lights vision blurry in a hurry Hit the curb feel it swerve Now you dreamin' of hearse Wish this life had a reverse 'Cause I'm feeling kinda hurt So I pour another cup yeah, this liquor keep me solid When I'm sad, it cheer me up my mama told me fill my pockets If they touch then throw it up, then we going back to robbin' Hear the party it be poppin' See the bottles on the floor Feds kicking down the door So we runnin' through the back If they catch you it's a wrap I'll forever keep it solid disrespect I'll leave no trace Put the toolie to your face Leave you six feet deep up in the dirt You should've never switched yo' lane Homie thinking this a game So we finna let it rain Grab the jewels and grab the chain Homie go and do your thing You pop off up in this bitch n everybody know yo' name We just trying to get rich, but ain't no rules up in the game If you get it, then you get it then you get it by any means Feds got you in a cell now you thinking to who the blame Homies always keep it solid shut your mouth ain't seen a thing So we trying to live in lavish, put the gold up on my ring Blacked out with the forties when we dippin' from the scene Mama told me live it right i'ma get it any means Leva actin' hella crooked watch me hit 'em with the beam Blue dot gon' make him scream Lay him back with his homie leave no trace up on the scene It's either kill or be killed, so I'm killin' for the green Money is always on my mind if you lose don't waste my time Feeling hella hella hate swear I'll never drop a dime Always stackin' up your cheddar The more and you gon' feel better Live it up right homie I swear this shit don't last forever
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