f*ck a b*tch Cuz I’m Paid lyrics

[Verse 1]
30 G's and with not deep could the game get
4 ki's in the safe and I ain't to be f*cked with
Living like a baller done cross to that other level
They bury so many motherf*ckers I gotta carry a shovel
Cause I don't play when it comes to my mil man
Its risky seeling that cocain
Watch your ass, or watch your back punk
Cause in Richmond, California motherf*ckers ending
Up in a trunk, but I ain't going out like that
I keep on pumping the gage and no limit they got my back
Police keep harassing me all the time
I guess they tripping cause the P done went big time

[Chorus]
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)

[Interlude]
Tom Cool and sh*t, watch you mean by f*ck a b*tch
What else should I say f*ck a b*tch

[Verse 2]
Me and the chill we was rolling
Bebbing we was fooling
Wholesale selling
T Dog golding
Seen some b*tches at the bus stop
Following with that ass out
Looking for some tricks but I with that bullsh*t
I'm all about my meal I sell that crack cocaine
I got the wholesale yeah I'm the dope man
Serving the dope fiend for riding the protein
A little B12 and its fast but its crystal clean
Bigger than ever that's clever, I'm making mo' mil
[?], trying to take a n*gga to jail
But motherf*ck that I ain't going out like that
Selling that crack and b*tches talking behind ya back
[Chorus]
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)
I'm making money, f*ck a b*tch cause I'm paid (I'm living like a hustler)

[Verse 3]
Check the Rolex its time to pick the mail up
Slanging and banging, yeah that's how I came up
Strapped on the bulletproof vest for some foul play
A nine on my lap, and on my dash is my AK
My operation run smooth, my money is always there
Cause n*ggas know I can act a damn fool
Now its time to move on my pager ranging
Reach my the mobile phone so I can see who's hanging
But if it's a broke b*tch damn I hang it up
Cause a n*gga ain't got time to get his di*k sucked