50 Cent - Paper Chaser (Dissing Game) Lyrics

[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
YEAH! {CAN'T FORGET... }
Yeah nigga, YEAH! {REMO! }
Yeah nigga, YEAH!
Yeah nigga! {50CENT! }

[Chorus:]
I'm a paper chaser - my Glock I'll fire it. [2 gun cocks]
You know what it is! - The moment you expired.
I handle my biz! - I make sumthin' outta nuthin'.
U f*ck with the kid! - You bound to get shot frontin'! [shot]

I'm a paper chaser - my Glock I'll fire it.
You know what it is! - The moment you expired.
I handle my biz! - I make sumthin' outta nuthin'.
U f*ck with the kid! {CAN'T FORGET... } - You bound to get shot frontin'! [gunshot] {SOUTHSIDE! }

[Verse 1:]
U got that big body Benz, huh? (huh?)
U find the bitch that you want - you just treat her and her friend, huh? (huh?)
U don' f*cked up that coke, huh?
Them niggas mad as a mothaf*cka they finna get you smoked, huh? [2 shot] {Whooooooooooooooooooo}
They outside where you rest, huh? {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } (whooooooooooooooooooo!)
Waitin' with the hammers to put a hole in yo' chest, huh? [shot]
It's hot and you wearin' your Vest, huh? (YEAH!)
It's summer time and you can't even go out nigga you stressed, huh? {HAHA! }
They talkin' about you in the hood, huh? (hahaha!)
They sayin' yo ass can't come around you sayin' you could, huh? {DAMN! }
That bitch flipped gave you the boot, huh? (huh?)
She ain't f*ckin' nigga with you cause you ain't got no loot, huh? (huh?)
Ain't nothin' left for you to do, huh? (huh?)
So you back in the hood with yo pistol ready to shoot, huh? (huh?)
It won't be long before you dead, huh?
Niggas paid me to hit ya I gotta put one in yo head now. (Ooooooooooooooohhhhh!) [shot] {DAMN! }

[Chorus:]
I'm a paper chaser! - My Glock I'll fire it. [2 gun cocks]
You know what it is! - The moment you expired.
I handle my biz! {+HATE IT OR LOVE IT+! } - I make sumthin' outta nuthin'.
U f*ck with the kid! - You bound to get shot frontin'! {G-UNIT RADIO! }

I'm a paper chaser! [shot] - My Glock I'll fire it.
You know what it is! - The moment you expired.
I handle my biz! - I make sumthin' outta nuthin'.
U f*ck with the kid! {CHRIS LIGHTY! } - You bound to get shot frontin'!

[Outro:]
YEAH! [echoes] [gunshot]
It's my summa!
Go 'head say somethin'... [echoes]
I want yo to say somethin'! [echoes]
So I can smack the f*ckin' Black off you nigga! [echoes] {HAHA! }
I spit in yo' face faggot! [echoes]
Come through there man, I can't wait man! [echoes]
Summa time we gon' mash out this year nigga! [echoes]
"I got shooteeeers! " Oh, my God! [echoes]
Ya' niggas don't want it with me now man! [echoes]
The f*ck man ya'll now where I come from man! [echoes]
They now what turf I was tourin' from! [echoes]
SouthSide nigga! [echoes] {NELSON! }
Ride or be rode on! [echoes]
You know the rules! [echoes]
Live this summa or die this summa baby! [echoes]
It's real! [echoes] [beat fades out]