Jamie Madrox, Bailzz - Get Paid lyrics

[Jamie Madrox, Bailzz - Get Paid lyrics]

Get paid, get right!
(New hot shit for the fam!
Only on Let 'Em Bleed, volume 3)
Your world, your life!
(You can't get this shit nowhere else)
Get paid, get right!
Your world, your life! (DJ Clay, Let's go)

Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!

Yo, yo i be the revolutionary
Scales like the weight that I carry
I'm chunky, iconic and legendary
Amongst losers, like they're being fucked up
Don't nobody really give a fuck
And that's what's really up
When I try to put it down and keep it crispy
So when my vеrse is done
50% of the listеners already miss me
I got history, an underground Nas
Got my music in the streets
And flowin' through iPods (Get paid)
I like them checks with many O's on them hoes
I suppose I'm greedy, that's how it goes
I'm a capitalist (Get right)
Slappin' a bitch that's standing in the way
My people gettin' paid
Did they already tell you that we
Many minutes of thought
Corruptin' your hard drive and
Signin' your ass off
Get paid, get right lifestyle we do
You'd do the same fuckin' thing if
The world belonged to you

Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!

What? When I wake up, it starts over
The more I think it gets colder
My daughter, I love her
Put nothing above her
Grind harder, and for her
I'ma make it a slaughter no competition
I'm pitchin' verses and sinkin' niggas
Who touchin' me, my people love it
They say I'm the illest
And stackin' chips on top of chips
Tryin' to get all the digit's
We struggled for too long, mama promise I'ma
(Get paid) motherfuckers tryin' to stop me
But it's nothin' man
Certified black nigga, thought I told 'em man
(Get right)
Whoever doubted didn't believe me
Now it's all curtains
The position I'm in, now Bailz is all certain
On these beats, I'ma murk 'em
Lyrical, I'ma hurt 'em
You pussy niggas fertile, challenge me
I'ma serve 'em
It's AR E-N T, but you might never heard it
Loyalty in my blood, come once

Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!

We stay official like the band
On the watermark face
Or the policy notes, fresh out the suitcase
New money, I ain't even touch it yet
Spent the afternoon dreamin' 'bout the shit
I'ma get when I get rich
I'll always tend to be the evil in many men
One step further in hell with
Every dollar I spend
Get paid, get right, but don't get caught
Slippin' on me and Bailz finna
Dip on your shit, man
(yeah, yeah)

(Get paid) Can you picture us? Get money
Fuck the cost movin' just like a boss
You other rappers off (Get right)
I make the bigger figures, Clay
Tell 'em I'm the illest
Jamie, they gotta feel us
Clay, I got you for reala
Murder in first degree
Look at this crime scene i know it's odd
I'm runnin' off with the cheese
We do it cuz we can
Musically I'm killin' thee
Incredible troubled motherfuckers up from
Out the streets

Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!
Get paid, get right! Your world, your life!

Get paid, get right! Get paid, get right!
Get-

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