Paper Made
C-Bo Lyrics

My whole crew is platinum
My group of friends is very successful and wealthy.

Quick to throw it down with Magnums
We are prepared to defend ourselves with firearms if necessary.

We ain't duckin' when the guns start blastin'
We do not run from danger when there is gunfire.

What's happenin'
What's up?

West Coast rollin', Benjamins foldin'
We are traveling on the West Coast with lots of cash on hand.

Nigga bank accounts holdin', more loot than the jews
Our bank accounts have more money than those of Jewish people.

And I just stepped fresh up out some county blues
I was recently released from jail.

Had me all on the news, 'cause I'm gettin' my paper
I was in the news because I am earning a lot of money.

And my goal life now is livin' it major
My current life goal is to live luxuriously.

Coppin' Crystal, Champagne
I am buying expensive alcohol such as champagne and Crystal.

I'm in the 'Natti with the blow brains
I am in Cincinnati selling drugs.

Leavin' my mansion up in Spokane
I am leaving my house in Spokane to go somewhere else.

The dope Game, was lovely
Dealing drugs was a great experience.

Out with the flip rollos and drop Benzes when they clucked me
I am driving nice cars and hanging out with wealthy people.

Now the haters want to mug me, 'cause I'm AMG kid candy on some dub leech
My enemies are jealous of my success and want to rob me.

But fuck them tricks 'cause they haters
I do not care about my enemies because they are just jealous.

They stick out like short thumbs around Playaz
My enemies are easy to spot because they are not like me or my friends.

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I still scream "Fuck the World" _Til My Casket Drop_
I am angry at the world and will continue to be until I die.

I give a fuck about parole and these bastard cops
I do not care about parole or law enforcement officers.

He could see me on TV coat with two glocks and a P
Someone could see me on TV wearing a coat and carrying guns.

'cause some bitch nigga snitched on me down in Cincinnati
Someone betrayed me and cooperated with law enforcement in Cincinnati.

I bet the bitch thought he had me
The person who betrayed me probably thought they had won.

Ain't that a bitch how niggaz trip
It is unfortunate how people turn on each other.

That nigga must have been smokin' the cavi
The person who betrayed me must have been crazy to do so.

I won't rest until my 'Natti niggaz get him
I will not stop until my friends from Cincinnati avenge me.

Run up in him hit him with a blade up of in his kidney
We will attack the person who betrayed me with a knife to the kidney.

And leave him face down, real niggaz don't play around
We will leave the person who betrayed me on the ground because we are serious.

Paralyze that motherfucker from the waste down
We will make sure the person who betrayed me cannot walk again.

'cause he's a bitch turned snitch on the next nigga
The person who betrayed me is weak and will betray someone else before long.

On sight I'm takin' his life with the Tec trigga
As soon as I see the person who betrayed me, I will kill them with my firearm.

And give a fuck about his kid, 'cause he didn't give a fuck about mine
I do not care about the person's child because they betrayed me and did not care about my situation.

When I was servin' my bid
When I was in jail.

I knew he was a flunky, punk nigga dressed like a junkie
I knew the person who betrayed me was weak and looked like a drug addict.

Runnin' around with a pound of bunk weed
They were carrying poor quality marijuana.

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See I'm all about the cash fool
I am very interested in earning money.

Blast to get a mill and I keep it real fool
I will do whatever it takes to earn a million dollars, and I am honest about it.

I owe court and the streets, fuck a deal
I have legal and personal obligations to take care of, and I do not need a record deal to be successful.

want to see me cuffed and stuck in the back seat of a cop car
Law enforcement would like to arrest me and take me to jail.

When I got jewels and pull more strings on a good tar/guitar than a rock star
I have many valuable possessions and influence, even more than a famous musician.

Cop car by the UB want to do me down like Doobie
Law enforcement near the University at Buffalo want to arrest me.

Straight haters is what you fools be
My enemies are simply jealous and hateful people.

Hangin' on my balls like newbies
My enemies are clinging to me like inexperienced people trying to learn something new.

You do three's dumped outta trees is how we do these
We carelessly dispose of illegal drugs by throwing them out of trees.

Enemies when we WC 'em down like my crew be
We take care of our enemies quickly and efficiently.

Pack heaters nonetheless and now better leave his
We carry guns and our enemies should stay away from us.

Bulletproof vest down in the Beemer
We have a bulletproof vest in our expensive car.

Hit 'em up we lead 'em then streetsweap 'em
We will attack and kill our enemies in the streets.

We don't need 'em
We do not need our enemies and will not hesitate to kill them.

That nigga's a bitch like are you Paul
The person we want to kill is weak like a famous musician's bodyguard.

Whipped his with his ass you'll be sold like blue balls
We will sell drugs to anyone willing to buy them.

We some murderers, haven't ya heard of the straight killa
We are murderers and not afraid to kill our enemies.

All black, the realest on the map, mission to get the millas
We have a mission to earn a million dollars and are very serious about it.

y'all best off feel me, a motherfuckin' real G
You should listen to me because I am a real gangster.

In this shit Paper Made til they kill me kill me
I will continue to earn money and remain in the drug game until I die.

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