[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]
I'm clean as a motherfucker, still getting my hands dirty✦
Bitches✦ they wanna✦ fuck, grab a glass, you looking✦ thirsty
See I'm a gangsta, you soft as R&B singers
I'm at a war with the banger,✦ in the club with the shanker
Mask on, lone ranger,✦ scope on the K, long ranger✦
Rather✦ be alive✦ and rich than die and be famous
Live my life in the fast lane, I crash into✦ anything
I ain't here to entertain when I let them bullets sing
Rims on, Rida✦ Gang, slap the fuck out of you, nigga✦
Trying to pull out your pistol when you know that you're lame
You chasing✦ these bitches✦ instead of chasing✦ your paper✦
Niggas✦ taking✦ your bitches✦ while they taking✦ your paper✦
I'm gone
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
I'm still a rider,✦ I'm still rolling✦
A nigga✦ still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You're a sucker✦ for love, nigga,✦ I'm money✦ making✦
[Verse 3: Prodigy]
She on my leg like a little kid
She hump my leg like a horny✦ bitch
Pitbull in a skirt, yeah, I'm a magnet✦
Nah, I ain't running after✦ no broad, she stuck on my dick
I'm a different breed, blame it on my genes✦
Money✦ in my jeans, pockets turn her eyes green
She's seeing dollar✦ signs, I'm seeing reasons why
Never✦ had to stress no pussy,✦ I'm one of a kind
Pretty✦ nigga✦ with a gorgeous gun
You die a beautiful death, pull a stunt, look
There ain't a bitch more dime than me
The thirst is real, she knocking over✦ drinks to get next to me
While you..
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
I'm still a rider,✦ I'm still rolling✦
A nigga✦ still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You're a sucker✦ for love, nigga,✦ I'm money✦ making✦
[Verse 4: Styles P]
Ghetto✦ niggas✦ still'll pick a penny✦ up
You outside chasing✦ them hoes throwing your Henny✦ up
Little homie loading a semi up
Catch 'em all after✦ the club, tell 'em the ante up
Anyway,✦ each and every✦ day, I'm looking✦ for a better✦ way
You owe me, you better✦ pay
Ghost, let the beretta spray
Hood want uncut✦ dope and some better✦ yay
I ain't chasing✦ pussy,✦ never✦ have
Hustle hard, take a break, run and get some head and ass
Still a rider,✦ still rolling,✦ still need a mask
Still popping, still slinging, still need the cash
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
I'm still a rider,✦ I'm still rolling✦
A nigga✦ still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper✦
You're a sucker✦ for love, nigga,✦ I'm money✦ making✦