Pay Me (付我钱) - Styles of Beyond/Four Zone Yeah Uh huh
I remember forever What I would do to get better When I was cruising Winnetka That's when the crew Was together
We use the music to severe ties For the people in disguise Nevermind never stop Never look back doe Just keep on going right So that's what I did When I got up in the crib Just writing split my wig Hmmm Can't even think Got a block I'm stuck So I had to turn around and dig Reach reach Pull out something
I don't even know why The beat keep bumping Round and round we go Pound the ground below Sound of every function
Here it is Turn it up That's what I like When I'm on stage live And rap in the mic And the people in the front When they clap when you hype And those that smoke When packing the pipe That's tight
I so Never know when you Might just blow So I had to put it down in a song With Styles of Beyond And that's how the night goes Uh You want that sh*t But not for free We don't checks or property So pop that mess But not with me Unless you got that proper fee And if you can't come up with it I can't make impulse purchases And blow my dough On kicks and sh*t It's all your fault I'll make you pay you gotta Problem with the sound now F**k you pay me I'm put you underground now
F**k you pay me If the club burn down mother F**k you pay me Ten bucks a thirty thou now F**k you pay me listen You want it free I don't agree I'm not a rookie now So f**k your benefit show If you getting thirty thou This ain't a song about A pimp and a ho it's about
Getting what's owed And putting food In your mouth Check it out Sh*t don't quit When the clock is off Get my chips Dawn and dark Get dough all day Whether right or wrong gotta Gotta get paid like a normal job Eh no checks no cash No risk no tax Okay let's go we got Promoters so demonic Don't wanna blow no chronic I'm about to f**king vomit Eh eh you wanna free Mumia then fine But not on my time punk You gotta be out your mind I'm bringing all the heads And watch the crowds Hands up amd they screaming out Styles Styles Styles You want that sh*t but not for free We don't checks or property So pop that mess but not with me Unless you got that proper fee And if you can't come up with it I can't make impulse purchases And blow my dough On kicks and sh*t It's all your fault I'll make you pay you gotta When you've been Around in a while But you ain't getting paid And people bite your style
You want that sh*t but not for free You wanna get a check With no respect And all they do is smile
We don't take checks or property When you give it up Say what the f**k and Change the radio dial So pop that mess but not with me When I'm finally getting paid And I'm up in the game And that's what made me go wild Unless you got that proper fee I feed you See what's the difference Hear fist to bone Today's topic Fake a** Pimps shoulda say Niggas who think they Better things Butter things She say she say huh
Player your mising Upon another horizon Choking on your Pre paid Verizon High as a kite Trying to pimp hoes But you ain't gaming them right I'd be the first to say I ain't pimping Just got a little juice dripping Come through for Occasional hitting Then leave with no bullshitting
Cause it makes no sense to me When you make up fantasies
First thing Gotta get a notch on Your side now bum Cigarette burns on a Thigh's weak end All good ain't gold All gold ain't good Better get it right
All ya'll ain't paying Just sitting by the Phone late at night You want that sh*t But not for free We don't checks or property So pop that mess But not with me Unless you got that proper fee And if you can't come up with it I can't make impulse purchases And blow my dough On kicks and sh*t It's all your fault I'll make you pay you gotta
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First thing Gotta get a notch on Your side now bum Cigarette burns on a Thigh's weak end All good ain't gold All gold ain't good Better get it right
