Bounce, bounce, bounce (J-j-j-j-j-Juvenile and Jigga)
The remix
You at the point of no return, ha
If your daddy get out the way with you
You gon' see that he learn, ha
Life's a bitch, ha
- be faking but you ain't giving 'em shit, ha
You stealing the bricks, ha
You got a wife and three kids, ha
But you be fucking around right in the neighborhood you live, ha
You own a truck, ha
With TVs and CDs rimmed up, ha
Bursting 'em up, ha
You won't be stunting on your cell, ha
Get your partner some money orders and commence to jail, ha
You 'bout ready to roll a Ga, ha
Some of that dro, ha
You 'bout to get you some more, ha
You the one with all that cheese, ha
You the one that whipped that girl and she called the police, ha
You understand, ha
You ain't gon' cry like a bitch, you gon' be a man, ha
Where ever you stand, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You done got yourself in some deep -
Now you stuck in your house, you gotta peep the remix
You can't go out 'cause they gon' leave you in a deep ditch
They hit you with consignment, you decide to keep -
Only reason you alive 'cause you read lips
And you drove on the block low in yo' seat an' -
Seen 'em mouthin' off, they don't need this -
Now they sick of you duckin', dodgin', and weavin' and -
How they call you when you don't return they beeps
Now they ready to kill you and all your peeps
You done - around with some wild niggas
You done - off the dough of Juvenile and Jigga's
You better get it back, or sleep where the river's at
They send shots through your fitted cap
They got big guns that go brrrrrrrap, brrrrrrrap, brrrrap
Where your-?
Paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You gotta get up off your ass, ha
And make the cash, ha
And stay away from them bags, ha
Two and two done come together, ha
Juvi and Jigga, ha
Straight up guerrillas, ha
That - Mannie Fresh a fool, ha
He be bringin' it to the bitches on every song he do, ha
My album going plat, ha
You bought the tape, ha
Tell 'em ain't none of it fake, ha
You got a shipment coming in, ha
During the week, ha
Got a little something for me, ha
Your boy and them be drawin' heat, ha
But that's your whodie so you gotta find you someone to creep, ha
- tired of livin' fast, ha
Your boy hit the stash, ha
Now you wanna do something bad, ha
You keep it real, ha
You don't mess with nobody, but you will kill, ha
Thats know how it feel, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing outta something
You handle your biz and don't be crying and suffering
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