| Song | Paper |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Thug Mentality 1999 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Intro | |
| The world, the world, the world, is very different now... | |
| -refrain- | |
| Everybody wants some paper (i want some) niggas fightin' over paper (i know you | |
| Want some) | |
| And when you die, i can bet you (you will die) you died tryin' to get some | |
| Paper | |
| (i can bet you will die) shame, shame... | |
| Krayzie | |
| Ain't life a fucked up game with all the green? mighty, mighty dollar bill y'all | |
| (bill y'all) have you | |
| Sinnin'/ eventually in a coffin one day/ but you can't knock the hustle; niggas | |
| Got bills to pay | |
| Struggle and strive/ i'm tryin' to stay alive, but in the meantime i'm a get | |
| Mine/ everything'll be fine | |
| When i can eat and get high/ i mean eat when i want to/ purchase some weed and | |
| Have a place to | |
| P.o.d. when i want to/ but tryin' to make the paper ain't the only worry/ i got | |
| To keep my glock | |
| Cocked; niggas be plottin' on me, tryin' to hurt me/ so i stop, and nigga, | |
| "what's up? i'm in a hurry" | |
| No time for conversations with niggas that's thinkin' to murder me/ but i pin | |
| 'em everytime(everytime) | |
| Time after time they try, but you can be deceased/ no more, your life/ friends | |
| Is usually your foes | |
| You know you're just like everybody/ i trust nobody | |
| Cuz everybody want the paper | |
| -refrain- | |
| Money, money, money...make your, make your, cash flow... | |
| Krayzie | |
| A nigga be thinkin'; ain't it funny sometimes that you can be quick to do a | |
| Crime; you come up | |
| And get robbed and shot, but you got the same job? tricky business/ sometimes | |
| You get your wig | |
| Split/ but, shit, for the cheddar, i guess we just be willing to risk it "this | |
| Is a stick up. give up the | |
| Cash, your wallet, purse" nigga dash/ you turn around; i'm puttin a bullet up in | |
| Your ass | |
| Desperate-ass niggas don't play/ me and my niggas ain't ate all day/ and you can | |
| Go to the grave for meal plate | |
| Niggas play dirty cuz we out here hungry/ we just want a meal on the table | |
| And a meal in the pocket/ you die if you cannot pay for your life/ niggas is | |
| Frantic | |
| And that's why (that's why, that's why, that's why...) | |
| -refrain- | |
| Big hundred dollar bills, y'all...would you kill for them hundred dollar bills, | |
| Y'all? | |
| Would you kill? would you kill? would you kill for them hundred dollar bills | |
| Y'all? | |
| -refrain- | |
| Better make your cash flow (cash flow, cash flow) | |
| Nigga better make your cash flow/ nigga make your money, money, man | |
| Better hustle up and make your cash flow...fuck being poor. |
| Intro | |
| The world, the world, the world, is very different now... | |
| refrain | |
| Everybody wants some paper i want some niggas fightin' over paper i know you | |
| Want some | |
| And when you die, i can bet you you will die you died tryin' to get some | |
| Paper | |
| i can bet you will die shame, shame... | |
| Krayzie | |
| Ain' t life a fucked up game with all the green? mighty, mighty dollar bill y' all | |
| bill y' all have you | |
| Sinnin' eventually in a coffin one day but you can' t knock the hustle niggas | |
| Got bills to pay | |
| Struggle and strive i' m tryin' to stay alive, but in the meantime i' m a get | |
| Mine everything' ll be fine | |
| When i can eat and get high i mean eat when i want to purchase some weed and | |
| Have a place to | |
| P. o. d. when i want to but tryin' to make the paper ain' t the only worry i got | |
| To keep my glock | |
| Cocked niggas be plottin' on me, tryin' to hurt me so i stop, and nigga, | |
| " what' s up? i' m in a hurry" | |
| No time for conversations with niggas that' s thinkin' to murder me but i pin | |
| ' em everytime everytime | |
| Time after time they try, but you can be deceased no more, your life friends | |
| Is usually your foes | |
| You know you' re just like everybody i trust nobody | |
| Cuz everybody want the paper | |
| refrain | |
| Money, money, money... make your, make your, cash flow... | |
| Krayzie | |
| A nigga be thinkin' ain' t it funny sometimes that you can be quick to do a | |
| Crime you come up | |
| And get robbed and shot, but you got the same job? tricky business sometimes | |
| You get your wig | |
| Split but, shit, for the cheddar, i guess we just be willing to risk it " this | |
| Is a stick up. give up the | |
| Cash, your wallet, purse" nigga dash you turn around i' m puttin a bullet up in | |
| Your ass | |
| Desperateass niggas don' t play me and my niggas ain' t ate all day and you can | |
| Go to the grave for meal plate | |
| Niggas play dirty cuz we out here hungry we just want a meal on the table | |
| And a meal in the pocket you die if you cannot pay for your life niggas is | |
| Frantic | |
| And that' s why that' s why, that' s why, that' s why... | |
| refrain | |
| Big hundred dollar bills, y' all... would you kill for them hundred dollar bills, | |
| Y' all? | |
| Would you kill? would you kill? would you kill for them hundred dollar bills | |
| Y' all? | |
| refrain | |
| Better make your cash flow cash flow, cash flow | |
| Nigga better make your cash flow nigga make your money, money, man | |
| Better hustle up and make your cash flow... fuck being poor. |
| Intro | |
| The world, the world, the world, is very different now... | |
| refrain | |
| Everybody wants some paper i want some niggas fightin' over paper i know you | |
| Want some | |
| And when you die, i can bet you you will die you died tryin' to get some | |
| Paper | |
| i can bet you will die shame, shame... | |
| Krayzie | |
| Ain' t life a fucked up game with all the green? mighty, mighty dollar bill y' all | |
| bill y' all have you | |
| Sinnin' eventually in a coffin one day but you can' t knock the hustle niggas | |
| Got bills to pay | |
| Struggle and strive i' m tryin' to stay alive, but in the meantime i' m a get | |
| Mine everything' ll be fine | |
| When i can eat and get high i mean eat when i want to purchase some weed and | |
| Have a place to | |
| P. o. d. when i want to but tryin' to make the paper ain' t the only worry i got | |
| To keep my glock | |
| Cocked niggas be plottin' on me, tryin' to hurt me so i stop, and nigga, | |
| " what' s up? i' m in a hurry" | |
| No time for conversations with niggas that' s thinkin' to murder me but i pin | |
| ' em everytime everytime | |
| Time after time they try, but you can be deceased no more, your life friends | |
| Is usually your foes | |
| You know you' re just like everybody i trust nobody | |
| Cuz everybody want the paper | |
| refrain | |
| Money, money, money... make your, make your, cash flow... | |
| Krayzie | |
| A nigga be thinkin' ain' t it funny sometimes that you can be quick to do a | |
| Crime you come up | |
| And get robbed and shot, but you got the same job? tricky business sometimes | |
| You get your wig | |
| Split but, shit, for the cheddar, i guess we just be willing to risk it " this | |
| Is a stick up. give up the | |
| Cash, your wallet, purse" nigga dash you turn around i' m puttin a bullet up in | |
| Your ass | |
| Desperateass niggas don' t play me and my niggas ain' t ate all day and you can | |
| Go to the grave for meal plate | |
| Niggas play dirty cuz we out here hungry we just want a meal on the table | |
| And a meal in the pocket you die if you cannot pay for your life niggas is | |
| Frantic | |
| And that' s why that' s why, that' s why, that' s why... | |
| refrain | |
| Big hundred dollar bills, y' all... would you kill for them hundred dollar bills, | |
| Y' all? | |
| Would you kill? would you kill? would you kill for them hundred dollar bills | |
| Y' all? | |
| refrain | |
| Better make your cash flow cash flow, cash flow | |
| Nigga better make your cash flow nigga make your money, money, man | |
| Better hustle up and make your cash flow... fuck being poor. |