it Trill with ourself we break left and lack turn to the right and bust his glock off - what and if one time roll up we ain't fittin turn this knock off
city We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real A pair of bright phat yellow air max Hit the racks, snatch 'em up son, 20 dollars off no tax
here that can do it like this On top of my game and when a hater's all fall I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul Wall Shake it for me bitch
'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm y'all My crew'll break each shoulder I'
(featuring Paul Wall) [Lil' Flip] When I met you last night you dumb hoe all you wanted to do is get a room and smoke my dro, oh no but when I put my
my teeth in 'em and fill 'em, fulla poison And make a noise like a snake before I kill 'em And let 'em know that I just don't feel 'em And smack 'em
attention to these boyfriends 'cause I leave 'em holy Them boys fake magnets I done put they girl up in my rover Put the black quote 'em quote 'em face
we got em Make the noise when we cock em Guaranteed to kill and rob em Stopped em wit the sawed off shotgun Niggaz in the street dey found em On dat dog
dive off a mountain In my mind blood squirtin' high out of fountains Countin corpses in my black fortress In tha hallway paintin' satanic portraits (DJ Paul
boy's a bitch" know watch them throw lights out in my head [DJ Paul:] Killin', buckin', buckin up in Gunfire Bullets rickin' off the walls, nigga this
at) Break bread, break bread Break bread, break bread, break bread, break bread Break bread, break bread, break bread, break bread Break bread, break
yard And a baby blue Phantom that I keep in the garage Come here, let me talk to you, show you what my grill 'bout Ice like Paul Wall but I can't take
Jealous But Fuck 'Em Tell 'Em Kiss My Ass Sun Up To Sun Down I'm Getting That Cash Tell 'Em I'm Still On [Chorus/Outro: Paul Wall Talking In Background
in line So put your body in motion and let me know that you're there And those playin' the wall don't be scared 'cause it's a foundation of breaks put
harder and work better My mailbox was filled up all the rejection letters One day I'm a take em all out and put em together Frame em stick them on my wall
Smoke a Latin blunt with ya Then it's going down Watch me do my thang You fucking with Sean Paul We can hit the bed And throw her up against the wall
streets with both parents at home Kind of hard to find a young un alone - caused we was crewed up Taggin on the walls taught wars and getting chewed up [Verse 2 - St. Paul
never heard before. NEW SHIT YALL! NEW SHIT! You ready Fritz? Man Fritz hit em! Aight look...I'm serious people they...the battling has to stop we gotta give em