a Watch My Boy Back And Stay Down Till The End And If You Don't Feel The Same Then You Not My Friend I'm a Ride Foir My Partna I'll Die For My Dawg If
I'm a Watch My Boy Back And Stay Down Till The End And If You Don't Feel The Same Then You Not My Friend [Verse 2: Paul Wall] Say I'm a Stay Ten Toes
i was to say somethin bout' paul wall You'd probably crap in your pants cuz im white and he's white So he's like my competition i mean right nope, paul wall
I, "you do not know Silence like a cancer grows." "Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent
I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you" But my words, like silent raindrops
talkin 'bout you fin' to skate, baby what it do [Chorus] [Paul Wall] I'm tryin to tell you 'bout your friends hatin While they be over there complainin I'm just on my
bills to pay and a family, I'm workin hard But I got a life too, so I throw on my shoes and I live it y'all [Verse 1 - Paul Wall] I'm fresher than a
my ride And I'm in love with what it's sittin' on Bitch and my pants so blue Thanks to Paul Wall You already know I got love for ya bro My cup empty
th, underneath the ceilings Behind the walls of ? thurkill hall? [verse two - ? ] This is a family affair, rather a gathering of the brothers United we stand, we're not
pushing and I'm bigger So you hate on me 'cause you like Paper and I'm gritter With two Biancas up on my arms like John Ritter Oh my goodness, is they
was to say somethin' about Paul Wall You'd probably crap in your pants 'Cause I'm white and he's white So he's like my competition, I mean right? Nope, Paul Wall
t believe My TV built up in the wall like they don't want to leave There doing there best trying to impress they sticking out there chest Paul go some
all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit The Three 6 show no love, we quick to murder a trick You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not I'
the game we playin' But its all good though Paul Wall Brooke what up baby [Brooke:] What it do Paul Wall Look who's talkin' [Paul Wall:] Okay, hey What
think is feeling me, say she like him aaah Don't worry naw, Koopa not disappointed I look to' as the do', stick my finger out like this and point it Leave
jamming Slow Loud And Bangin' Trae and Paul Wall on a mission, and ain't no stopping it mayn With my hand on my heat in my seat, and the other on grain [Paul Wall
