hustler stackin' ends
Singer:paul wall
that hoe gangsta.live from the gritiron
it's the people's champ.know what i'm talkin' 'bout?
do what i do cuz i do it so well
stackin' my mail and at the same time avoiding that sale
you gotta feel all that i'm sayin' like it's written in brail
oh well cuz sooner or later you will
i'm all about stackin' my bread but not the kind that go stale
holla at ya boy on the cell
my pockets phatter then a whale
and move slow like a snail
we can play show and tell
in this game.either you buy or you sell
let's make a deal i keep it real
it ain't no cheatin' my scale
the truth will be unvailed
so go back under ya shell
i never fail.i hold it down like yeah jail
now you could call me what you want cuz i be all that
see the rims under the 'lac now what you call that?
9 times outta 10 i'm probably where them brauds at
i'ma baller so a playa 'bove them rims
and all these hoes wanna flock inside the club with him
9 times outta 10 dimes ridin' with him
take mines get out 9 then chalk y'all
and i got hoes everyday of the calendar
tippin 4-5 yeah i drive from the passenger
i'm pimpin' these bitches i got it you never gon' get it
got somethin' in my pocket
i spit it and get a profit
you see them 20's squattin' got the whole hood watchin'
ain't nothin' change but the 0's on the check
as soon as we re-up we gon' flood the set
but you can call me what you want cuz i be all that
yung redd what you call that?
yung redd.my nigga paul wall
now you could call me what you want cuz i be all that
see the rims under the 'lac now what you call that?
9 times outta 10 i'm probably where them brauds at