Get This Paper - Maino

I hustle, I scrape, I gamble, I take

Anything for me to get that paper

I rob, I steal, I plot, I kill

Anything for me to get that paper

I work, do dirt, hit the block, sell work

Anything for me to get that paper

I pimp, I play, I scam, run game

Anything for me to get that paper

Picture me down on my luck, down to a buck

Barely ate, ribs touching, nigga, I’m stuck

Nothing in the fridge, I’m so hungry I’mma bust

So these niggas with money start to look like lunch

Maybe I can pull a jux, run up in the store

Make Papi give it to me, get away or

Run up in the weed spot, come through, fifth cocked

Take everything, leave him nothing but his dreadlocks

Might be easier to just sell

Stand around the corner and just make sales

Nigga, I’m broke, how the fuck I’m gon' chill?

Anything that ain’t nailed down I’m gon' steal

It feels like I got a right to rob

You would do the same, dog, what, I’m supposed to starve?

Rather be the frank man, before I beg and bark

You think if I played lotto I’d get rich tomorrow?

I hustle, I scrape, I gamble, I take

Anything for me to get that paper

I rob, I steal, I plot, I kill

Anything for me to get that paper

I work, do dirt, hit the block, sell work

Anything for me to get that paper

I pimp, I play, I scam, run game

Anything for me to get that paper

Sometimes I sit and think what’d happen if I didn’t get my rap on

I would be back in the hood with a mask on

Probably pushing every rock til the crack of dawn

Seeing me, run and snatch the chain that you had on

One of these days I’m gon' get me rich

Plus the girls say I’m cute, I could pimp me a bitch

I could shake up the dice, I could gamble a bit

I could pull a burglary, steal your TV and shit

But the fells, then I’mma hit the ave again

And sell bootleg DVDs like the Africans

T-shirts, socks, CDs and aspirines

I do anything for me to get cash again

I hustle, I scrape, I gamble, I take

Anything for me to get that paper

I rob, I steal, I plot, I kill

Anything for me to get that paper

I work, do dirt, hit the block, sell work

Anything for me to get that paper

I pimp, I play, I scam, run game

Anything for me to get that paper

Now this is for my niggas in the hood that’ll pull them capers

Do anything just to get that paper

Run up in her spot, tie her up, duct tape her

Take money now, then think later

Every bitch that’s trying to get

If you’re riding a or you’re riding a

If you’re riding a you’re riding with bricks

You can ride next to me if you’re trying to get rich

Homie do what you gotta do if you gotta booze

Gotta rob, gotta steal, get your dollars, duke

Cause when you’re broke, nobody love you but your mama

Nothing worse than a man living with his mama

Dead broke, sitting there low in his

He’ll shoot a dude for every bit of

For that bread I’ll go wax your neck

In 91 I connect my connect, motherfucker

I hustle, I scrape, I gamble, I take

Anything for me to get that paper

I rob, I steal, I plot, I kill

Anything for me to get that paper

I work, do dirt, hit the block, sell work

Anything for me to get that paper

I pimp, I play, I scam, run game

Anything for me to get that paper