Traduction: Note C. Get Paid.
x4] [C-Note:] Houston, L.A. (they know how to get paid) Pen State to the Tre, (they know how to get paid) Detroit, New York (they know how to get paid
you think I was affatuated, bet one hundred c-notes That I show you what it is to be broke When I was ready to misbehave and get paid, my nigga run at
all my old bitches, to make way for some mo' hoes We are the real Kings, god damn it my grill clean I smoke and I still lean, hit up C-Note or Will-Lean
'till tomorrow, we gone borrow, and record again. Cant wait till the day we wake up, wake up, wake up. And we all gone be paid up, paid up, paid up.
) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah) [Verse Two:] I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh) Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right
free buck tims (buck buck buck) then youll rate me man dem in fact forget i M.C. man dem (just forget that) just though i get paid man dem plus i paved
me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get a grip get a glass pour the X. O. in I did want
My Bucket Of Change But Im Poor, Materially Speaking So... I Can't Be Leaving This Casino With Less Than A C-Note Even If It Takes A Grand To Get
huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah) [Verse Two] I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh) Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)
get twist in the cross I'm the best [Hook: Rick Ross] Every dollar I get keeps me stuntin Kanye and these hoes tellin me nothin I'm a keep pimpin to get
easier than do ray mi fa so la Ti do, we know he go ... on that C Note And he can play a C Note with that B Note I'm talkin' truth And I got stories that
s with the straights I got more lime light than Vegas on cable Will it enable to shoot C-Note "Yo's" at the crap table And while you can't get off the
trip we got y'all town locked down like a vice grip I'm on the dice tip, shootin C-notes a dollar and the bones hollerin G-oats cuz we quotes, them gangsta raps that ya'll paid
on O D. O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get a grip get a glass
her legs on my neck I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat When I was in jail she let me call her collect But if she get greedy, I
whatever you should choose Cause, to get to where I am right now, I don't paid my dues. Chorus Eightball A C-note for a concert, I know that sounds