Song | Paper Up (Hustler's Theme) |
Artist | Planet Asia |
Album | The Grand Opening |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Green, Jackson, Matlin | |
Yeah | |
Ye-ye-ye-yeah, ye-ye, ye-yeah | |
Ah one two | |
[x4] | |
La la la la la LAH, la la-lah | |
[verse One] | |
I was chillin on the corner, just me and my fam | |
And everybody had at least a G in they hand | |
That's when one of my brothers came with this master plan | |
He told me, "As' - no more sellin this hand to hand | |
You got talent then you should use it don't waste it man | |
There comes a time in your life one must take a stand" | |
I looked at him and said, "You got me mistaken man | |
It'll all come in time, just be patient man," but | |
[Chorus: x2] | |
My peoples gotta get they paper up | |
Cause nowadays these streets ain't safe for us | |
How many more lives they gon' take from us | |
This life will make you crazy like angel dust | |
[Verse Two] | |
I wrote this for my peoples who stay on the grind | |
The Lord might not come when you call but he's always on time | |
Like this friend of mine I know who was left behind | |
Had no one to care so therefore it vexed his mind | |
But then he transformed his energy, utilized his strength | |
And took it as a blessing as a part of his identity | |
No need for worry just keep your pride | |
Crooked cops on the block with the piece inside, but | |
[Chorus] | |
[Asia] Now everybody sing it! | |
[Repeat x4: w/ ad libs] | |
La la la la la LAH, la la-lah | |
[Verse Three] | |
If you ain't got no dough, get your paper up | |
All the mothers on the Earth, just pray for us | |
It will be many more lives that they take from us | |
But in the end there really ain't no escapin us | |
I used to think that I would end up paperless' | |
'Til the homies in the hood started cakin up | |
But I'm an artist, no not as in paintin brush | |
But a hustler's theme song, your favorite stuff | |
[Chorus] | |
[Asia] Now everybody sing it! | |
[Repeat 8X w/ ad libs] | |
La la la la la LAH, la la-lah | |
[Planet Asia] | |
C'mon | |
Kutmasta Kurt, Planet Asia, G.C.M. | |
C. Ayyyy! {?} |
zuo qu : Green, Jackson, Matlin | |
Yeah | |
Yeyeyeyeah, yeye, yeyeah | |
Ah one two | |
x4 | |
La la la la la LAH, la lalah | |
verse One | |
I was chillin on the corner, just me and my fam | |
And everybody had at least a G in they hand | |
That' s when one of my brothers came with this master plan | |
He told me, " As' no more sellin this hand to hand | |
You got talent then you should use it don' t waste it man | |
There comes a time in your life one must take a stand" | |
I looked at him and said, " You got me mistaken man | |
It' ll all come in time, just be patient man," but | |
Chorus: x2 | |
My peoples gotta get they paper up | |
Cause nowadays these streets ain' t safe for us | |
How many more lives they gon' take from us | |
This life will make you crazy like angel dust | |
Verse Two | |
I wrote this for my peoples who stay on the grind | |
The Lord might not come when you call but he' s always on time | |
Like this friend of mine I know who was left behind | |
Had no one to care so therefore it vexed his mind | |
But then he transformed his energy, utilized his strength | |
And took it as a blessing as a part of his identity | |
No need for worry just keep your pride | |
Crooked cops on the block with the piece inside, but | |
Chorus | |
Asia Now everybody sing it! | |
Repeat x4: w ad libs | |
La la la la la LAH, la lalah | |
Verse Three | |
If you ain' t got no dough, get your paper up | |
All the mothers on the Earth, just pray for us | |
It will be many more lives that they take from us | |
But in the end there really ain' t no escapin us | |
I used to think that I would end up paperless' | |
' Til the homies in the hood started cakin up | |
But I' m an artist, no not as in paintin brush | |
But a hustler' s theme song, your favorite stuff | |
Chorus | |
Asia Now everybody sing it! | |
Repeat 8X w ad libs | |
La la la la la LAH, la lalah | |
Planet Asia | |
C' mon | |
Kutmasta Kurt, Planet Asia, G. C. M. | |
C. Ayyyy! ? |
zuò qǔ : Green, Jackson, Matlin | |
Yeah | |
Yeyeyeyeah, yeye, yeyeah | |
Ah one two | |
x4 | |
La la la la la LAH, la lalah | |
verse One | |
I was chillin on the corner, just me and my fam | |
And everybody had at least a G in they hand | |
That' s when one of my brothers came with this master plan | |
He told me, " As' no more sellin this hand to hand | |
You got talent then you should use it don' t waste it man | |
There comes a time in your life one must take a stand" | |
I looked at him and said, " You got me mistaken man | |
It' ll all come in time, just be patient man," but | |
Chorus: x2 | |
My peoples gotta get they paper up | |
Cause nowadays these streets ain' t safe for us | |
How many more lives they gon' take from us | |
This life will make you crazy like angel dust | |
Verse Two | |
I wrote this for my peoples who stay on the grind | |
The Lord might not come when you call but he' s always on time | |
Like this friend of mine I know who was left behind | |
Had no one to care so therefore it vexed his mind | |
But then he transformed his energy, utilized his strength | |
And took it as a blessing as a part of his identity | |
No need for worry just keep your pride | |
Crooked cops on the block with the piece inside, but | |
Chorus | |
Asia Now everybody sing it! | |
Repeat x4: w ad libs | |
La la la la la LAH, la lalah | |
Verse Three | |
If you ain' t got no dough, get your paper up | |
All the mothers on the Earth, just pray for us | |
It will be many more lives that they take from us | |
But in the end there really ain' t no escapin us | |
I used to think that I would end up paperless' | |
' Til the homies in the hood started cakin up | |
But I' m an artist, no not as in paintin brush | |
But a hustler' s theme song, your favorite stuff | |
Chorus | |
Asia Now everybody sing it! | |
Repeat 8X w ad libs | |
La la la la la LAH, la lalah | |
Planet Asia | |
C' mon | |
Kutmasta Kurt, Planet Asia, G. C. M. | |
C. Ayyyy! ? |