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likwit crew – where da paper at lyrics

[king t]
now to make it interestin it’s me, king trife
big ballin’ n-gg- for bout half of my life
whether on my knees prayin, blowin on the dice
bet king t’ll throw it to you precise
i need +cash+, gotta live it like it’s no limit
like it’s in season, no scrimmage
flossin twenty inches, on concrete and won’t leak
see me on the street i won’t speak
cause i’m all that – and what crews despise
to the 600 backboard on 2-k-5
+cash+, honey like, “whoo, they live!”
should i, peep or slide boo you better decide
i heard tonight’s open bar, i’ll be p-ssin you by
with a platinum presidential light splash in your eye
all these haters mad d-gg-n, you know they won’t last
cause f-ckin with these westside thugs.
. you gotta have a lot of +cash+

[chorus: 1 + 2 {b.i.g. sample}]

[1 – repeat all 2x]

where da paper at? i got to get it
where da paper at? you know i need it
where da paper at? i got to have it

[2 – start with +cash+]

where da paper at? i got to get it
where da paper at? you know i need it
where da paper at? i got to have it
where da paper at? i got to get it
where da paper at? you know i need it
where da paper at? .

[xzibit]
yo it’s the clash of the phillie t-tans
the sh-t i’m writin be excitin
and start n-gg-z to drinkin and fightin
you n-gg-z be bitin, xzibit steady lighten it up
i suggest you show some progress and tighten it up
you see how many n-gg-z be rollin like the end of the planet
is gonna happen tomorrow, never beg steal or borrow
just deliver the powers(?), steady knockin off b-tches
blunts and hennessey bottles – straight ahead, full throttle
never follow n-body cause i’m a leader myself
never workin for no cracker like a keebler elf
i did it for delf, n-gg-z wanna look for the best
pull out your u.s. map and look to the west
i pull up? your forty-five bodyguards
won’t stop us from seein your black -ss and makin it ours
tinted our cars, platinum bars, weed delivery run
i roll big chronic with chunks of hash to puff with my +cash+

[chorus 1 + 2]

[j-ro]
king t, x to the z, and j-bizzy
well known for takin girls home and gettin busy
known for the flow when downsizin a four-oh
and hittin suv’s hooked up, by 3-1-0
and i can’t stands no man
smack dab in the middle of me and my plan?
i blast with either hand
why don’t you try cortizone ten i heard it helps
when your neck wrist and ankles, is covered with wealth
but i couldn’t tell you how to treat that hole in your chest
shoulda wore a vest, now you just a motherf-ckin mess
i used to have a .22, my khaki’s i was saggin em
now i’m sportin polo, and a .44 mag-a-num
shameless plug – likwit crew, dj pooh
make you b–boo in your fubu, runnin right through you
staple center n-gg-z, box seats, beers and cheers
while you watchin in black and white
with foil on the rabbit ears

[chorus 1 + 2]

[tash]
so if you owe catash some dough, you best go rob a denny’s
i don’t care where it’s from, i’ll count ten g’s in pennies
cause i’m shifty when it comes to puttin food on my plate
rap it ain’t my only lick, but i push it like weight
+cash+, multi-mill’, f-ck chasin a deal
i’m by the freeay with a sign that say “will kill for scrill”
dollar bills is who i chase in this rap race of drama
if she owe catash some dough, i might kidnap yo’ momma
+cash+, peep how far i came along
i charge twelve g’s a verse, so that’s 36 a song
n-gg-z got it all wrong, y’all got this ballin distorted
if you gotta ask the price that means you couldn’t afford it
+cash+, f-ck the acre, we want the paper
tash just bought a skyscr-per in jamaica
f-ck y’all little fakers tryin to ball with big tash
we put the mask down, this west coast don’t f-ck with our +cash+

yeah man i seen you on tv, i love your records man
you’re just all over the place
why don’t you let a brother hold somethin real quick?

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