Paul Wall - Game over
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I m just sayin though..its Paul Wall people s champ
the future Paul Wall and Mike Jones comin soon
the chick magnet..in stores baby what they talk bout
Ya boy Paul Wall check me out djpaulwall.com
whomikejones.com its goin down we in the swishahouse
we live baby know talk bout...its Paul Wall
I got Mickael Watts sittin here wit me sup baby..
sup T. Farris G-dash where ya at sup slice, sup B red
Swishahouse baby...swishahouse.com
what it do its Paul Wall I m the people s champ
i m on the grind wit Mike Jones who look like stamps
i m givin haters cramps like its the time of the month
cuz we spendin money on cars while they wastin more months
i m tryin come in this game so my grind is heavy
i m bouncin on 24 s in SS chevy
holla at pimp-c me and my partner T. Farris baby
I be on the grind lately from Milwaukee to Ka Lae
alot fellas hate me cuz I be layin it on they lady
i m just a chick magnet baby its all gravy
i m the peoples townsmen, dj kobe gettin bank like agent cody
Michael Watts chopped it slowly thats the reason I m one and only
i m still tippin on four fours to prove to you I m really doe
hit crawface wit his hoes I m in a Lincoln on those vouges
buy some skates drop the top in the club I shock and rock
hoes bop so the ball the block I m on the grind try in a knot
i m climbin up the ladder of sucess slowly
some of my homies turn phonie and turn on me
let me out they broke and lonely thinkin I ll falled off
but Michael Watts open the door and let me back in the house
its Paul Wall
Paul Wall {*3X*}
Inne utwory
Just Paul Wall Oh no Got plex Tryin to get paid Break em off Clap Play dirty Lick freestyle True Be easy (Flow) Trill Grillz Bounce back freestyle Respect my grind Am what i am Playa made Who gives a fuck Losowe utwory
Mam znowu doła
Znów pragnę śmierci
Wracają stare lęki
I nie mogę w nocy spać
Ból przemijania
Choroby, wojny, rozpacz
Wszystkie ciemne strony życia
Dręczą mnie ach kurwa mać
Brazylijski serial już nie cieszy jak kiedyś
Nawet seks jest...
If you ever
Plan to motor west
Travel my way, take the highway that s the best
Get your kicks on Route 66
It winds from Chicago to LA
More than two thousand miles all the way
Hey, get your kicks on Route...
Standing in front of you
They fade into the wall
And leave behind nothing
Nothing at all
I know i don t understand how they forget
How some will just pass us by
And take what they can get
I know i don t understand how weightless they must be
Without feeling
Without feeling
Without feeling
Grasping with my fingernails
As they...
When you find someone to make your dream
They respond with loving care
His reluctance to contrive his life
Her apparent debonair
In the wake of what she called her right
Here was something they could share
His belief that he was on...
Now for all the times you must go
Notice all the things you leave
So what s behind that stare
Am I there with you
And as you turn to walk away
I can t help it
I can t help but feel...