Chase The Paper - 50 Cent/Prodigy/Kidd Kidd/Styles P

I'm still a rider I'm still rolling

A ni**a still hold the steel that's how I'm owning

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You're a sucker for love ni**a I'm money making

I'm still a baller I'm still balling

That's five times I ain't picked up your b**ch still calling

I'm super ghetto I'm still with the sh*t

Still pass the steel to my ni**a hit a lick

We still mob niggas steal stuff

We still deal after deal sh*t is no problem

He still love her she ain't sh*t

Get her a pair of Louboutins she suck a dick

Still real niggas still will kill

Told the still b**ch don't squeal get your cap peeled

The Mac filled black talons hollow tips

Copper-tops get your a** popped watch a body drop

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

I'm still a rider I'm still rolling

A ni**a still hold the steel that's how I'm owning

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You're a sucker for love ni**a I'm money making

I'm clean as a motherf**ker still getting my hands dirty

B**ches they wanna f**k grab a glass you looking thirsty

See I'm a gangsta you soft as R&B singers

I'm at a war with the banger in the club with the shanker

Mask on Lone Ranger scope on the K long ranger

Rather be alive and rich than die and be famous

Live my life in the fast lane I crash into anything

I ain't here to entertain when I let them bullets sing

Rims on Rida Gang slap the f**k out of you ni**a

Trying to pull out your pistol when you know that you're lame

You chasing these b**ches instead of chasing your paper

Niggas taking your b**ches while they taking your paper

I'm gone

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

I'm still a rider I'm still rolling

A ni**a still hold the steel that's how I'm owning

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You're a sucker for love ni**a I'm money making

She on my leg like a little kid

She hump my leg like a horny pit

Pitbull in a skirt yeah I'm a magnet

Now I ain't running after no broads she stuck on my dick

I'm a different breed blame it on my genes

Money in my jeans pockets turn her eyes green

She's seeing dollar signs I'm seeing reasons why

Never had to stress no p**sy I'm one of a kind

Pretty ni**a with a gorgeous gun

You die a beautiful death pull a stunt look

There ain't a b**ch more dime than me

The thirst is real she knocking over drinks to get next to me

While you

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

I'm still a rider I'm still rolling

A ni**a still hold the steel that's how I'm owning

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You're a sucker for love ni**a I'm money making

Ghetto niggas still will pick a penny up

You outside chasing them hoes throwing your Henny up

Little homie loading a semi up

Catch him all after the club tell him to ante up

Anyway each and every day I'm looking for a better way

You owe me you better pay

Ghost let the Beretta spray

Hood want uncut d**e and some better yea

I ain't chasing p**sy never have

Hustle hard take a break run and get some head and a**

Still robbing still rolling still need a mask

Still popping still slinging still need the cash

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

I'm still a rider I'm still rolling

A ni**a still hold the steel that's how I'm owning

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You chase the hoes I chase the paper

You're a sucker for love ni**a I'm money making