Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pay Me, artist - Styles of Beyond. Album song Pay Me b/w Bleach, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.10.2003
Record label: Spytech
Song language: English
Pay Me |
| Yeah |
| Uh huh |
| I remember forever |
| What I would do to get better |
| When I was cruising Winnetka |
| That’s when the crew was together |
| We use the music to severe ties |
| For the people in disguise |
| Nevermind never stop |
| Never look back doe |
| Just keep on going right |
| So that’s what I did |
| When I got up in the crib |
| Just writing, split my wig |
| Hmmm |
| Can’t even think, got a block, I’m stuck |
| So I had to turn around and dig |
| Reach, reach |
| Pull out something |
| I don’t even know why the beat keep bumping |
| Round and round we go |
| Pound the ground below |
| Sound of every function |
| Here it is |
| Turn it up |
| That’s what I like |
| When I’m on stage live |
| And rap in the mic |
| And the people in the front |
| When they clap when you hype |
| And those that smoke |
| When packing the pipe |
| That’s tight |
| Aight so |
| Never know when you might just blow |
| So I had to put it down in a song |
| With Styles of Beyond |
| And that’s how the night goes |
| Uh |
| You want that shit but not for free |
| We don’t checks or property |
| So pop that mess but not with me |
| Unless you got that proper fee |
| And if you can’t come up with it |
| I can’t make impulse purchases |
| And blow my dough on kicks and shit |
| It’s all your fault |
| I’ll make you pay you gotta |
| Problem with the sound now |
| Fuck you pay me |
| I’ma put you underground now |
| Fuck you pay me |
| If the club burn down mother |
| Fuck you pay me |
| Ten bucks a thirty thou now |
| Fuck you pay me |
| You want it free |
| I don’t agree |
| I’m not a rookie now |
| So fuck your benefit show |
| If you getting thirty thou |
| This ain’t a song about |
| A pimp and a ho it’s about |
| Getting what’s owed |
| And putting food in your mouth |
| Check it out |
| Shit don’t quit |
| When the clock is off |
| Get my chips |
| Dawn and dark |
| Get dough all day |
| Whether right or wrong gotta |
| Gotta get paid like a normal job |
| Eh, no checks just cash |
| No risk, no tax |
| Okay let’s go we got it |
| Promoters so demonic |
| Don’t wanna blow no chronic |
| I’m about to fucking vomit |
| Eh, eh you wanna free Mumia then fine |
| But not on my time punk |
| You gotta be out your mind |
| I’m bringing all the heads |
| And watch the crowds |
| Hands up and they screaming out |
| Styles, Styles, Styles |
| You want that shit but not for free |
| We don’t checks or property |
| So pop that mess but not with me |
| Unless you got that proper fee |
| And if you can’t come up with it |
| I can’t make impulse purchases |
| And blow my dough on kicks and shit |
| It’s all your fault |
| I’ll make you pay you gotta |
| When you’ve been around in a while |
| But you ain’t getting paid |
| And people bite your style |
| You want that shit but not for free |
| You wanna get a check with no respect |
| And all they do is smile |
| We don’t take checks or property |
| When you give it up |
| Say what the fuck and change the radio dial |
| So pop that mess but not with me |
| When I’m finally getting paid |
| And I’m up in the game |
| And that’s what made me go wild |
| Unless you got that proper fee |
| I feed you |
| See what’s the difference |
| Hear fist to bone |
| Today’s topic |
| Fake ass |
| Pimps shoulda say |
| Niggas who think they |
| Better things |
| Butter things |
| She say she say huh |
| Player your mising |
| Upon another horizon |
| Choking on your pre paid Verizon |
| High as a kite |
| Trying to pimp hoes |
| But you ain’t gaming them right |
| I’d be the first to say |
| I ain’t pimping |
| Just got a little juice dripping |
| Come through for occasional hitting |
| Then leave with no bullshitting |
| Cause it makes no sense to me |
| When you make up fantasies |
| First thing |
| Gotta get a notch on your side now bum |
| Cigarette burns on a thigh’s weak end? |
| All good ain’t gold |
| All gold ain’t good |
| Better get it right |
| All ya’ll ain’t paying |
| Just sitting by the phone late at night |
| You want that shit but not for free |
| We don’t checks or property |
| So pop that mess but not with me |
| Unless you got that proper fee |
| And if you can’t come up with it |
| I can’t make impulse purchases |
| And blow my dough on kicks and shit |
| It’s all your fault |
| I’ll make you pay you gotta |
| Oh hey guys what’s up |
| This is Jay Perez |
| I organize events |
| I’m putting together a benefit show |
| We’re trying to get helmets for needy head spinners |
| And on the helmets we’re gonna do murals that proclaim the power of hip hop |
| So I want you guys to do the show |
| Um |
| We’re not gonna pay you |
| But it’s gonna be for a good cause |
| These kids need these helmets |
| Dope Dope |
| Hello? |
| Is anyone there? |
| (Dial tone) |