Trapp, 2Pac, Notorious B.I.G. All About My Paper feat.Trapp And Suicide Lyrics

After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made
I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the MAFIA a arcade
Mad games: pool tables and candy
A little extra chicken loot be comin in handy
Check it, got on some '95 s___, sold the 5 bought the 6
Delvecc, copped the lex, we was set
We no had work all in the projects
n____s slingin O's he kept the profit, no one could stop it
We was livin it up
All the s__y young b____es ain't stressin givin it up
Same b____es suckin d___ tryin to dress to thrill me
Said the n____z I killed is out to kill me
Soon as she smoked on that note, I saw trenchcoat
One had a mac spittin, all I saw was gun smoke
The other had a shottie,I was shootin everybody
And I wasn't missing had to get out this position
n____s still hitting, feel a hot one in my back
Licked six shots, smoked a n____ wit the mac
The n____ wit the shottie still busting, cussing
Maricaons and putas
All I'm tryin to do is shoot ya, two shots in the ruger
Booh-yeah, blew his a__ out
Then I passed out (passed out, passed out)

[Chorus]
On the road to the riches and diamond rings
Real n____s do real things
Hanging wit the n____s is the song I sing
Real n____s do real things

On the road to the riches and diamond rings
Real n____s do real things
Hanging wit the n____s is the song I sing
Real n____s do real things