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I Ain't Hard to Find

by Paul Wall

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[Chorus] If you lookin' for me I ain't hard to find I'll be right there posted on that 59 I got a burna in my lap at all times And a bag a sticky icky green limes I got that paper in them rubber bands stacked up And I got somethin' hidden in the stash wrapped up If you see purple in my cup that mean I'm leanin' tough I got them haters on my back so I be strapped up I'm in a league of my own while them haters throw stones But my mind on cash I'm in the zone I'm grippin' wood and tippin' chrome I'm well known my wrist is rocky like Stallone Southlea is where I Rome The champ is here and there is no clone Off top I'm well respected on many blocks So I'm pullin' hundreds and smashin' cocks Knockin' these broads up out they socks I'm in the hood like wig shops Look close I ain't hard to spot I'm right there at that gamblin' spot Stackin' up a fat not [Chorus: x2] I'm a block burner like Lil Wayne Revisin' the game like king James The heads turnin like slim thug chain I'm bangin' hooks like sugar Shane I'm thowed off like Major Payne Talkin' shit like brother lane These boys talkin' down on the name But they all washed up like Eddie Kane The slab roof like David Blaine it disappear like magic Glock nineteen made a plastic might stretch ya out jus' like elastic I stay up on my toes till the day that my casket close Bankrolls and fine hoes fancy cars and starch clothes Weed cigars and Moet rolls pints a bar and kushy dro Dime collector outside the club in candy toy with tha trunk exposed Swishahouse baby that's my crew roll wit us or you'll get ran through We loved by few and still true let me tell yall jus wat it do [Chorus: x2] Its hustle time Texas I do this for tha streets Grindin' wit no sleep because that paper what I seek That hatin' need ta cease I'm evadin' the police And I been hustlin' since hulk hogan body slammed the iron sheek My flo is outta sight but them boys is all hype They cant see me up on tha mic So they be hatin' me outta spite Some potent purple sprite I done paid my dues I hear the strong survive but the weak end up on fox news Sleepless nights wit burna in hand cause now a days them jackas plot Jealousy turn friends ta foes im packin' glocks around tha clock Stackin' nots and mackin' hoes Chasin' paper and ridin' vogues Get that dough wit out tha po's On five nine double O [Chorus: x2]

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