Lyrics:
Kept me on the down low kept me on delay
Kept me on the down low kept me on delay
Ahhh insane
Ahhh hey
I wasn't feeling the same that day
All this
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that shit ain't fair
They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even
Hennessey by the hair and make her speak right
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin'
with my people, my ghetto pass ain't revoked
This my corner sign, a Glad bag and a scale
Penitentiary chances, 4 and a half by 12 foot cell
Got
I choose to live right
Walk by faith and never by sight
And my life is a 10 round fight, and I keep getting hit with a right from Mike
But I stay
Get above no delay
Like a dove imma fly it's my fate
Yea and we ain't goin down by the way
Yea you can keep the crown imma Ace
Aye yea
I'm not afraid
on the low
Yeah I like my music slow, yeah I like my train mud
I'm chopped up by Michael Watts, it's Paul Wall baby that's what's up
Eighty-fo's
you (you)
If you ain't heard the news I'm known to speak truth (truth)
That's why I'm at the bar buyin' all this Grey Goose (ay ay ay)
Passin' it
you (you)
If you ain't heard the news I'm known to speak truth (truth)
That's why I'm at the bar buyin' all this Grey Goose (ay ay ay)
Passin' it
(threw)
And tell that nigga ESG and Paul Wall too
I know Bun did had been fun wit them freaks, yeah (yeaaaaa)
Do it like a G for Screw and Pimp c
From
Touch down know it's suming to see (Let's go)
New kicks that I got from the web (That's right)
Good smoke that I got from a dread
I'm up now I ain't going
waiting on friday imma turn up now
If the bottles ain't poppin then we rollin up some loud
Catch me by myself
Or catch me wit a crowd
Pour up drank that's
Yeah, yeah, huahh hahh
Murda, murda, murda, kill kill kill
That's right killer, killer
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
Flex, flex, flex, flex
I'm
[Talking - Paul Wall]
Aww, that hoe gangsta......Live from the GRITIRON
It's the people's champ..Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I gotta, do what I do
follow him
I did without delay
Jesus turned my my life around
And then he called me by my name
I head through that Tunnel
Out that gate of my old ways
The downfall of America's youth has officially concluded with people not knowing who Paul McCartney is. Somehow we think that the man who
Guinness
loud engine outside today
I ain’t called her in some days, knowing that her mind would race
Track me down, saying we should kick it when she back in town
penetrating minds
Taking my time, let me levitate
Yall can't ever fade that
I don't ever lack shit
I ain't ever ask for nothin to make it right here
related incidents
This Nation was founded by men of many nations and backgrounds
It was founded on the principle that all men are created equal
And that
prepaid
I reverb everyday there ain't no delay
Keep playing you pay price Lil cheapskate
Ain't worried bout a Paul but I pause when I see Jake's
Get lemons
by asking for a cup of tea at the bar
That reminds me
Shall I put the kettle on
How did it go last night by the way
Taking on the Americans in
understand it
Well I an I, Sean-A-Paul and well dey a nuh fret pon it
So tell ya sistren get pon it
A mek we roll inna di right part, pass di Cris,
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six
What it do? Oh Imma tell you what it do
That's for shit sure Imma let you know what it do
Paul Wall H-town
Peep the technique, don't speak unless
Discuss these aint that right by paul delay Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In