all I get fined a hundred thou' (This is crazy) Huh them cats are ill, 5 times a half a mil Wanna play like a bumper sticker smack a grill Paul Wall cap
the bottom of the map I take off my brim Moment of silence for the homeboy so slim, yeah Frontin' 'round here will get ya back chopped off We do our
trying to figuer out whether she faithful But the minute that he takes her, break them C-H-I-C taker He running round like he gangsta, don't think your
(Intro) The Peoples champ baby that be yours truly Paul Wall You know what Im talkin bout Gettin this money all day and all night and you know Im flyer
[Chorus: Paul Wall] Money Ain't A Thang Paper Ain't Nothin When You're In A Black Mayback On Buttons Cutting These Pops Got Dimes By The Dozen Higher
the lousy little poets coming round Tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson And the white man dancin' Give me back the Berlin wall Give me Stalin and St. Paul
Chorus* I'm on the grind all day until the sun go down, puttin' paper in my pockets grindin all year round' I'm on the block with the gangstas stayin
I get fined a hundred thou them cats are ill, 5 times a half of mill wan't to play like a bumper sticker, smack a grill Paul Wall cap a grill, but
[Paul Wall] They think I'm a drug deala, I'm dealin large Cause I'm playin with more diamonds, than a deck of cards My wrist light up the room like a
a problem with that let me know (or Paul Wall tha chick magnet slip in through tha back door) [Chamillionaire] draws come down when king Koopa tha boss come round
the lousy little poets coming round tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson and the white man dancin' Give me back the Berlin wall Give me Stalin and St Paul
[DJ Paul] Yeah... Lil' Wyte... HCP... Hypnotize Mindz... The One and Only, baby... We got that candy round here... Paint drippin wet round here... Fresh
motherfucking Black up in this bitch right here. {Juicy J: talking} Juice man up in this motherfucker. Take you all to the motherfucking floorhoe. {DJ Paul
gettin' hot up in here You mutha fucka's learned some technique yet nigga I start this shit changed the beat up Get back from me nigga here come, lord
this a di ganja remix! From Bermuda, to Jamaica, to Cali, to Texas, back out to Cleveland Yuh know, Paul Wall weh yuh seh!!! [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I'm
'm breaking, my bud sack down (bud sack down) And representing, H-Town (H-Town) My homies, are always down (always down) Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round