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[Hook: x2] Nigga I, know just How, to get paid [C-Note:] Nigga I, know how to get paid And you already know, that the crib be laid Pulling out of Ike, with the candy sprayed It was me and C. Blount, on them chromey blades Nigga thought of many ways, to get paper man Nigga came up quick, off in the Cloverland And the way I came up, you can't understand Nigga turned a hundred ones, to a hundred grand Nigga me and my niggaz, making paper dog So you bitch ass niggaz, can't hate me dog See me in a G.D., lit up with fogs In a hundred with the top down, get me dog Niggaz know C-Note, know how to shine Take a fo' and a half, turn it to a nine Up early in the morning late, on the grind She be bringing me the do', like all the time She know how to get paid, how to keep the cash I can ball in the mall, cause I keep a stash For my boy Big Dez, I'ma keep the mash 'Fore you roll the endo, gotta mix the hash Pop trunk on glass, I stay on the go SongtexteNigga gotta get the cream, gotta get the do' And I move like Ikeim, when I'm the flo' Know I'm Third Coast born, when I'm at my show Nigga black hat black, and know about the napsack Meet you in the hallway, show me where the crack at Nigga move the wrong way, nigga I'ma pop that Fresh off the showroom flo', try to top that [Hook x2] [C-Note:] See me on the Boulevard, rolling the chrome Gotta know that it's on, when I'm in the zone When a lot of females, come on the phone Wanna take a few shots, or they go Patrone C-Note that's me, in VIP And my name on the streets, know I'm B-I-G And I still hold it down, for the S.U.C. Know them boys out there, be hating me Ain't no fake in me, ain't no erasing me I'ma do it for my fans, that kept faith in me And I know that the funds, be casing me Everytime I'm in the club, sipping bubbly Don't trouble me, cause I keep the eagle I'm a king on the streets, know to wrap it legal With a 6 by 9's, up in the Regal That's if I'm in your blast, up out the speakers Mo' dope than beakers, keep on Nike sneakers Till they free Big Smudge, tell 'em that's my people When my nigga touch down, it will be legal And the boy not guilty, that's the sequel Give me a blunt, and I'll light it up Psycho Bob Marly, that's tight as fuck Got the purple in dope, go on roll it up Got the purple in your cup, go on po' it up Nigga show up blow up, nigga don't throw up Boys act bad down South, man hold up Rims when I roll up, bills when I fold up Diamonds on the rim dog, see me when I stroll up [Hook x4] [C-Note:] Houston, L.A. (they know how to get paid) Pen State to the Tre, (they know how to get paid) Detroit, New York (they know how to get paid) East coast, West coast (they know how to get paid) Down South, Midwest (they know how to get paid) M-I-A, G.A. (they know how to get paid) Worldwide, overseas (they know how to get paid) Everybody making G's, (they know how to get paid) Aus Songtexte Mania