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G-G-G-therz
Stubborn as a mule, shit I been angry, I’m so bitter and crazy man
I bet I can make motherfucking raw cinnamon taste sweet, damn
I just want my

on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner

I did it so a nigga got get it riding and 
Getting so high sipping just to get by my circle slim 'cause all these niggas
Shady told my old lady meet

Tripped up, fell in love again
Broken heart, gonna press restart and then
Play the game anyway, see life everyday
Got paid I'm a stay, see the sun

paid baby day by day
That the way this life go, just believe we all know just make it day by day
In the building, city hall and the capitol
Teach our

(ya)
People no need to like you
For God to bless you (ya)
Just wake up and say thank you (ya)
I'm Too woke to let this bread pass me by
That's why

Soon as I Get Paid

Joe

My Name Is Joe [UK Special Edition]

2000

you 
To show you things you've never knew 
Don't have to do it all by yourself 
In just a little while you'll see 
That things will turn around 

I'll

Hussein and Lot'nem
In a dark night like Gotham
'Stead I got spurred by Tottenham (Dylan)

I'm just gon' chill for the day
I know my bills been paid
I know

2nd Chance

DJ Melo-Mix

Who Bout It, Vol. 2

1998

rhyme 
this game is life or death and its your soul or mine 
we don't play no games boy just tryin' get paid 
hope I get rich before they dig my grave

Money 2 Burn

T.O.K.

My Crew, My Dawgs

2001

with my game 'cause I

Just got paid
And I got a little money to burn
I gotta get laid
Gotta find me a sexy girl

I see you walkin' by, gul
Ya lookin' so

High Time We Went

Joe Cocker

Classics, Vol. 4

1987

Well, it's five o'clock in the morning
Feel just like the end of a mule
Somebody's been yawning
Trying to break out the rules

Yes, it's high

High Time We Went

Joe Cocker

Live in L.A.

1976

Well, it's five o'clock in the morning
Feel just like the end of a mule
Somebody's been yawning
Trying to break out the rules

Yes, it's high

wanna get paid 
I just wanna get laid 
By a bad mami
With a bad body
Already got it
That's my shawty 

Walk through the gate, like what's up, what

my Future kinda Life
See I don’t need the rent paid cash what I spent
Just bought another mansion my reality spent
By my future wanna sing
By my future

Racks man
And ion just
Spit game
I spit facts man
So just relax man
I said relax man
And listen to the 
Track man

We all we got in this world
So respect

many
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many

Boi I got so many ways, ways to get paid
Wake up every day
Money to be made
Poppas know my name
Boys

Hey massa
I just want my forty acres and mule
Lord, Lord, Lord
Won't you save my soul
O My Lord, Lord, Lord
Won't you take me home
Hey massa
I want

know the type that Bo Jackson would crumble
I’m just tryna get paid and have the baggage get doubled
Sit back and own the whole Royal Palace Of Brussels

and a pool
The mule can run the feds

Told these bastards I'd be back when I've blown
Half of my fans aint even black but got them tragedies going
All I write

And make you comb your forty acres on a mule with a spliff lit
Tryna make a move pump my vision
My laughter eclipses your blasphemous vision
Plus I just

had to call my plug and vouch for him
'Cause I ain't even got an ounce for 'em
I keep running out on 'em
Everybody gotta eat, just try not to leave

on me
Up all this pain it got me standing in the rain lonely
Up in my brain I be insane can't tell who real from me
And I was out there getting paid swear

trynna get paid
Im getting pay-yay-yay-aid
(Pay-yay-yay-aid)
Im getting pay-yay-yay-aid
We trynna get paid
I got a horse on my chest (Ralph)
And no I ain't

I got clear vision like a Nikon lens
Bet on me bring the dice on in
No telling when the life gon’ end so
Too paid for a night off, ah yeah
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