Letras:
Wall Paul True

real bad I'mma break 'em I'mma break 'em off real bad I'mma show 'em pourin' up deuce and ridin' slab [Verse 1: Paul Wall] Now I gotta work my wood

: (feat. Jon B) [Chorus:] I'm in town girl for just one night You so fine girl you're just my type You just might make me miss my flight Lemme lay your

dro, dime collector outside the club, and candy toy with the trunk exposed, swishahouse baby that's my crew, roll wit us or you'll get ran through, we loved by few and still true

screw whatever it is you plan to do be true to you. Forget what them boys is talkin bout I'm true, i'm true(i'm soo truue) . Your ridin swangs your

To Say To Y'all And Here It Goes If Ya Don't Know Me Keep Ya Mouth Closed Or I'll Close It Permently For Ya Cuz Everybody Know I'm True To My Word Fuck

and kushy dro Dime collector outside the club in candy toy with the trunk exposed Swishahouse, baby, that's my crew, roll wit us or you'll get ran through We loved by few and still true

Ay, ay, I pull up like this, untouchable white wrist I?m hotter than warm piss, berry, grape, Sunkist The truck, gold mist, five 50, slow, buddy Bentley Continental with the mink floors, dummy Paul Wall

, been know to bounce some balls My entourage, stay in charge, I could never camouflage ('Flage) Doggy do it extra large (large), coppin to a lesser charge (Charge) Paul Wall

My name is KL....C The drum ma___ ya heard me? but this not about me, This is about the PPl's Champ From Houston Texas, My Partner, Paul Wall, Tell