Paid In Full - Didn't I lyrics

rate me

(feat. Chamillionaire, Yung Ro, Mista Madd)

[talking]

I was high man, I ain't know what the fuck

I was doing, hey we gon take em back to the cuts man

Like you on the porch, know I'm saying old school

[Hook]

Didn't I tell you, to leave it be

Now didn't I, didn't I, didn't I - 3x

Didn't I tell you, quit hating on me

Now didn't I, didn't I, didnt I

[Yung Ro]

Since me and J Mack do nothing, y'all think Hatter a dick

Fuck with us, and we gon see who nut up bitch

This year Paid In Full, making the industry buzz

I never said I was the best, a lot of people just said I was

And I told y'all, I was gon drop em a hit

I write my rhymes on the toilet, cause I love to talk shit

I pull up with the whole click, fucking with your ass

Jump fly, I put a slug in your vest not straps

I don't give a fuck, when I spit these bars

The only time I give a fuck, is when my dick get all hard

But Ro he go hard, we'll tell a nigga straight up

I'ma be the one to make Hatter, put his feet up

Niggaz get beat up, we don't have fair fights

We stomp rappers with chains, Filas and Air Nikes

Put your do' on it, my nigga catch you

They like fuck Ro, naw nigga fuck giving bitch

[Hook]

[Mista Madd]

I must admit, I'm not normally moved

See I'm in the mind of rappers, who are dazed and confused

Look at you looking at me, you has-been rapper

Cause I ride a Escalade on twanks, you calling me capper

I seen everything you wrote, on Down South

It's niggaz like you making me pull up my sleeves, to bear arm

Sent my only contribution, to down South was the hood

Saying huh contribute it, to my bank board

Am I a one hit wonder, or am I gifted

Don't hate cause your kids don't change, your mind's just shifted

You making Mista Madd, turn into a backwards Madd Mista

Keep fucking with me, in the holy with some bad blisters

Your sister I done her, but it's still respect

The girl you couldn't get I got, you fucking reject

I didn't mean to get on this track, Ro and Cham ride for me

Although you hate me bitch, your mom's adore me

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]

They gon make me turn the pistol to a mic

And give em something, to talk into

Testing testing mic check speak up, you forgot who you talking to

Say Ro just go hand me the, full clip to this damn heater

And I bet you this damn heater, gets rid of his amnesia

Hand reader look in my palm, said they gon try to mute you

I'm the voice of the future, Martin Luther King Koopa

In the booth, you know I'm closest thing to the truth sir

Cubic zircon's turn to real stones, like I'm Medusa

If you don't know the label, that make rappers ride with they roof up

I'm raining on the game, I know the label that do cuz

Paid In Full, straighten up and give a salute to

Koopa not for what I've done, but what I'm about to do cause

Diss me, and I promise your career will leave in that hearse

Your career will be in here, somewhere up in this dirt

Somewhere up in this earth, we'll do it now but first

Say my name, now we gon see to it that somebody get hurt

[Hook x2]