[Talking - Paul Wall] Aww, that hoe gangsta......Live from the GRITIRON It's the people's champ..Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I gotta, do what I do cuz I do it so well Stackin' my mail and at the same time avoiding that sale You gotta feel all that I'm sayin' like it's written in brail But if not, oh well cuz sooner or later you will I'm all about stackin' my bread but not the kind that go stale If you bout it as well, holla at ya boy on the cell My pockets phatter then a whale, cut deeper then a whail cuz I put in work, and move slow like a snail I can do my slabs out, we can play show and tell Laptops made by dell, when the tv's fell In this game..either you buy or you sell Let's make a deal I keep it real, it ain't no cheatin' my scale At the end of the trail, the truth will be unvailed But right now, you weak and frail, boy you scary as hell So go back under ya shell, cuz you under my spell I never fail..I hold it down like yeah jail
[Hook - Big Shasta (Paul Wall)] (Repeat) Now you could call me what you want cuz I be all that See the rims under the 'lac now what you call that? 9 times outta 10 I'm probably where them brauds at (But I'ma hustler, I keep somethin' to fall back)
[Yung Redd] Yeah!, I'ma baller so a playa 'bove them rims I sit 24, inches above them rims And all these hoes wanna flock inside the club with him 9 times outta 10 dimes ridin' with him Whoa!, but I can never fall, y'all off forever, ball tall take mines get out 9 then chalk y'all And I got hoes everyday of the calendar Tippin 4-5 yeah I drive from the passenger I talk it, I live it, admit it, you name it, I did it I'm pimpin' these
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I gotta, do what I do cuz I do it so well Stackin' my mail and at the same time avoiding that sale You gotta feel all that I'm sayin' like it's written in brail But if not, oh well cuz sooner or later you will I'm all about stackin' my bread but not the kind that go stale If you bout it as well, holla at ya boy on the cell My pockets phatter then a whale, cut deeper then a whail cuz I put in work, and move slow like a snail I can do my slabs out, we can play show and tell Laptops made by dell, when the tv's fell In this game..either you buy or you sell Let's make a deal I keep it real, it ain't no cheatin' my scale At the end of the trail, the truth will be unvailed But right now, you weak and frail, boy you scary as hell So go back under ya shell, cuz you under my spell I never fail..I hold it down like yeah jail
[Hook - Big Shasta (Paul Wall)] (Repeat) Now you could call me what you want cuz I be all that See the rims under the 'lac now what you call that? 9 times outta 10 I'm probably where them brauds at (But I'ma hustler, I keep somethin' to fall back)
[Yung Redd] Yeah!, I'ma baller so a playa 'bove them rims I sit 24, inches above them rims And all these hoes wanna flock inside the club with him 9 times outta 10 dimes ridin' with him Whoa!, but I can never fall, y'all off forever, ball tall take mines get out 9 then chalk y'all And I got hoes everyday of the calendar Tippin 4-5 yeah I drive from the passenger I talk it, I live it, admit it, you name it, I did it I'm pimpin' these
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