Ghostface k**ah - Paychecks lyrics

(featuring Trife) "It's alright ----- yyyyeaaaaaaaaah!" - sample [Ghostface k**ah] Hold up, got's to boost those tray ups Think I'm playin' pa, reach and get glazed up Face all sprayed up, on the floor Left side of your cheek, go ahead and pick that face up Of course I'mma f** with y'all n***az, y'all p**y Ya'll n***az know how Pretty Tony get down Made the potion '98, f** an album, when I need CREAM It's on, n***a, f*ggots, better check out their accountants When I hung around broke n***az and broke b**hes You know what that means, it equals no riches and I can't have that, I got a lot of wizards They spoiled, told 'em they have to move drizzers Whatever they say, is none of their business I do what I do, to get that spinach Whether it's k** 'em, spray 'em, play 'em all on the streets I wouldn't saute 'em, Ghost and Kay Slay 'em [Chorus 2X: Ghostface k**ah] This kid about his papers, paychecks Thinkin' you can pay me now, any bear feelings, just say it Go 'head brother, just as fast as you front It be an honor just to lay you down [Trife] Aiyo, aiyo The first check I ever got Son I spent it up top, blowin' a cop --- I had 2 Cent, plus my car fare home It wasn't even Broadway until I got those stones I was sixteen, sh**, I barely knew what a gram was Studied Scarface, so I knew what the plan was To get that CREAM, and serve them fiends Around the same time my n***a Buck converged with Beans Two way team, posted up on the benches Wit a maggot for a stash that I kept hid under the black fences Jakes shootin' through the middle, like Kerry Kittles I was baggin' up small hittin' fiends, with very little Though they switched nickels on n***az, and pointed out b**hes In the precinct got the stichin', so they hit 'em off with something decent Avoid the sweeping, them boys is beastin' On point, but I'm kinda paranoid when they creepin' [Ghostface k**ah] f*ggot a** n***az, when I ride get the f** out the way When I see j**els, all I know is take I'm like a seed at a birthday party, all I want is cake In other words, papes, sellin' herbs and tapes Movin' birds and weight, through suburban states God damn it, I told y'all n***az This is a Theodore stickup Wake ya b**h up, watch the fifth pick up! [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Ghostface k**ah] Yeah, you heard what the b**h said When we wasn't makin' too much muthaf**in' CREAM and sh** We was beatin' the sh** outta n***az Takin' their little Summer Youth sh** Buyin' beer and weed and sh** Shakin' n***az upside down on some cartoon sh** Change fall all out of their pockets and sh** Yellin' and tellin' the cops, f** y'all n***az! This is Theodore! b**h!