Get Paid

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[Intro] This what yall been waitin' on right? For tha clean up crew to come back again Every couple years, niggas drop a lot of salutation, bullshit in the game, what can I say, and I guess it's our job to clean that shit up (What up southside?) We arranged the standards or should I say? (Inaudible) West side stand up Area 51 at its finest Northside what's happenin? [Verse 1: T-Rock] Look It's a southside thing A coalition of niggas and bitches I'm makin' money, livin' it, how we spending it Pullin' bitches, getting rich Nothing the less I'm built to ride 20's to 26 I'm going to be the king of the city One love to my niggas who better open the treachery Praying to God that they won't be cursed for a century Fake niggas intend to be hard Till' they enter the Devil's Vicinity and re-arrange their identity Niggas who bitch made, I hit 'em wit switchblades Execute a nigga in over 26 ways Whenever i'm on a [?] to go hard and get paid Niggas who get sprayed, i'll leave you in your cage You don't want to see the brink of death, no way for you to redeem yourself Nigga my team except, no losses and if you was to rep, the moment I would let the infra-red beam reflect It's a lot of pussy newcomer motherfuckers thinkin' they ready for niggas on the block Imma go get em, once I get em, I got him, I hit em, my choppa'll let em know he fuckin' wit da Rock Nigga you a cop, police ass nigga should never be allowed to breathe for free You a nigga with tendencies of a feminist and imma put an end to this and make a nigga bleed a D Off of trees of weed, and i'm making a living off of when i'm kickin' my lifestyle, I did it, i'm tryna make a dollar Poppin bottles to callus to niggas for pushin' powers, living life shotta, for true to life down dotta Ride on chrome, rock my ice, mind my business and live my life Hit that bone, puff that pipe, puff kush in the air, all day, all night [Hook: Yung Hazardus]x2 Get money, flip, money big, money get, come here i'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) Get money, flip, money big, money get, come here i'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) Get money, flip, money big, money get, come here i'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) I'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) I'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) [Verse 2: Yung Hazardus] I'm a real motherfucka, y'all niggas don't need that shit, y'all don't know about me I was the only nigga at the club at 16 Fuckin' every hoe and with no ID Imma sip my drank, imma roll my weed Drink my lean, imma roll my [?] To ease this shit, man fuck the police I won't change my ways? No, fuck the police I'm a dirty young nigga like [?] I'll leave yo [?] up like [?] Put it in your mouth like [?] Mask up, at your house like "Trick or Treat!" What? You thought I was playin? I got a gun in my hand I'll leave your [?] up [Indecipherable] [Indecipherable] and his woman in his pants Fuck [Indecipherable] I don't need no plans Yeah, i'm doing my job, [?] on the scope, watch you get robbed I want that watch, and them Jordan's, and that Rolex, and yo coped This a robbery [Indecipherable] Fall back man I just might not rob it Check [Indecipherable] [Indecipherable line] [Hook: Yung Hazardus]x2 Get money, flip, money big, money get, come here i'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) Get money, flip, money big, money get, come here i'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) Get money, flip, money big, money get, come here i'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) I'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?) I'm about to get paid (Whatcha make me do?)
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Credits
- Writers
- Anthony Revelt Wells