Paper Chase Lyrics - Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life - Jay-z

Uhh, uhh, uh huh 

Uhh, paper chase 

Bonnie n Clyde 

Y'all motherfuckers know how it's goin' down 

Gotta get that paper y'all 

That's right, uhh 

Uh huh uh, yeah, Roc-a-Fella, yeah 

Paper chase y'all, paper chase what? Uh 

Greyhound bitch, stay down bitch 

'Bout to set up shop with Jay, round this bitch 

Half a brick of yeah 'bout to lay down this bitch 

'Til November? Nah, I'm here to like, slay down this bitch 

What you think? I don't wanna have to spray down this bitch 

Call my whole team from around the way down this bitch 

I'm tryin' to stay down this bitch, play down this bitch 

Had a sound, so my nigga Jay drown the six 

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Roll the windows down and, weight round this bitch 

But there's a couple things 'fore it's O.K. round this bitch 

I gotta talk to the natives, let 'em know I'm here 

For all to get the pay days, first I line up all the haters 

I got jobs for ya, drop stars for ya 

More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre for ya 

Money providentials hope that's not a problem for ya 

If so, jigga be here, day after tomorrow for ya, that's right! 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta have that, grab that paper dog 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that 

Gotta get that paper dog 

And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at? 

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I got my two guns, I came to scoop ones 

A down ass bitch and she down to click 

Got a nice little hooptie that I get around with 

And my plan is not to leave this town 'til I'm rich 

Gotta find a nigga sellin' all them ounces and shit 

Tell them get down with the click or get found in a ditch 

See I drop down and strip, I turn around and spit 

Not to hit 'em just to let em know the sound of shit 

Return later that evening in the club with Fox 

And I got the snub nose for those that love to box 

I'm in search of them young niggaz that hug the block 

All day, 'til it's like gray outside 

Shoot dice talkin' shit all day outside 

And even when it's hot, they outside 

Let 'em know, how it's gon' go, Bonnie n Clyde 

And aiyyo, you will want me on your side 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta have that, grab that paper dog 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that 

Gotta get that paper dog 

And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at? 

Yo, yeah, I got that stress and I got it the best 

I ain't got it to give, but I got it to test 

And if you wanna get down, oh you gotta invest 

Is your time, I gotta move this in a, week or less 

For the next couple of days I brought her all I possess 

The Rolex, necklaces with the V V S 

Twin to drive in the passenger with a T.V. rest 

For my top draft picks I cop the new G S 

Now all the little soldiers wanna roll with my team 

'Cause I ain't sold em a dream, I just showed 'em the cream 

Picked em up in the afternoons and told em some things 

You know the regular shit you do when you moldin' them teens 

Yo, never lay your head where you holdin' them things 

Your family to your business, nothing goes in between 

Never feared no man, put four in his Beem 

Drop your gun then, blow the scene, ya heard me? 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta touch that, love that, paper dog 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta have that, grab that paper dog 

Gotta get that paper dog 

Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that 

Gotta get that paper dog 

And I needs that, G stack, tell me where the weed's at?