[Master P]
Yeah, T-R-U, all about the paper chase
Young Silkk, `bout to take y`all foos on a journey
[Silkk the Shocker]
Seems it`s a trip what niggas `ll do
for a grip in this day and age
See I be tryin` to get paid and
keep my game sharper than a fade (like that)
Ridin` through the hood in somethin` tight
like the Coupe that`s dropped
Have them niggas starin` while they glarin`
when I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a motherfuckin` grip
it`s about that time
I got my hand upon my nine
plus my money be on my mind
Stay away from these niggas
that be shady like a tree
I try to show `em love
and get ta thinkin` they can be me
But a nigga I`ll blast you
if I have to(why?)
Because cash rules(damn)
[Chorus]
[Silkk] x2
Another day another dollar
I`m all about that money an power
And if ya feel me then holla
if you can`t you`s a coward
I`m all about tha dollar bills that I make
It`s a day another dolla
another dolla another day
[Master P]
Dolla dolla
Dolla dolla dolla bill y`all...x3
Dolla bill y`all
Dolla dolla bill y`all
Dolla dolla dolla bill y`all
[Silkk the Shocker]
Bitch I`ma G nigga like all tha way
So nigga they betta just fall away
(talkin` gangsta shit)
And still cross-over like Hardaway
I do more pimpin` than Scottie
A nigga fuckin` violent,
plus i`m silent, so you know a nigga a `bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of these niggas show
they don`t understand
Cause if I don`t die or
go to the pen(uh huh)
Shit huh, I`ma be tha man(damn)
And I be quick to hop in
some gangsta shit(like that)
See if I had a quarter
for ever nigga told me they gonna major
Shit, I be rich
Kinda had flow ons
them gold thangs spinnin` like some diamonds
With my clique right behind me
nigga you know, just where to find me
Just tryin` to get a buck,
comeup on the cut before the taz hit
But I been in this game so long
shit, I done mastered it
By any means
the more fiends, the more green I have
I just kick back
and watch them, go out and get tha cash
and then I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I`m just all about my paper
[Chorus]
[Silkk the Shocker]
I stay TRU to tha ghetto
even if I make a mill`
Cause that`s the only place I can go
when I`m broke and I keeps it trill
You besta believe
how I be about my mail(what?)
Whether it be sun out,
rain, snow, sleet, or hail
You know I gots to, watch my back
and be `for shure black
(they can`t fuck with you)
Beacause it`s a proven fact(what?)
that some of these hoes jack(tell `em)
I stay posted and be major
they trip
Cause how can I have a grip
and only be a teenager
You know they can`t fade me
but they will try(nah they can`t fuck with you)
Even though I wear a vest
and two straps you know I`ma still die(damn)
But until then I`m `bout my paper black
Cause ain`t no turnin` back
and ain`t no savin` that(savin` that)
Can`t take nothin` with me
so I guess I`ll be a dead G
And ain`t need for cryin` over me
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Heh, young Silkk
T-R-U, heh, we `bout that money
tha paper chase you know what I`m sayin`
Breakin` bread, it`s all real
We all `bout tha motherfuckin`
dividends, dollars, mulah, money, cabbage
Or whateva the fuck you wanna call it
