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 [Freeway: (Intro)]
 Free! Paul Wall! 
 And we coming with the bump bump buuum! 
 Early! Yeah! Uh! It's The Roc, Swishahouse and we 
 Dumping on y'all hating ass niggas 
 And we hit yall with the Bump Bump buuum 
 Early! Uh! Yeah! Uh! 
 
 Y'all better keep your weapons close 
 It's Philly and Paul Wall 
 And this is the way we ball bring the raw 
 To your city got them semis 
 If you really want war 
 We gon bring it to your doorstep 
 Vests and them hoodies 
 And we pop pop pop 
 Through your body 
 Put the rest in your fitted
 And this is the way you fall to the ground 
 An' you shaking nigga 
 State prop cock game and we gun a hater down 
 And we take a hater's pounds 
 And we sell a hater's bricks 
 And we the main reason why they chicks is not around 
 Somebody tell them that they're rockin' Houston 
 Swishahouse got that knockin' Houston we come and lock shit down 
 
 [Chorus:]
 Real niggas stand up point em we gon gun 'em haters down come around you hear that... 
 And all my real bitches step up come to wipe a player down smoke a pound with him 
 Real niggas step up we gon gun 'em haters down come around you hear that... 
 And all my real bitches step up come to wipe a player down smoke a pound with him 
 
 [Paul Wall:]
 I hear these haters talking seem like they're getting louder 
 These sweet cupcakes softer than some clam chowder 
 I'm from the city to proudly serve crack rocks? 
 For twenty dollars get you higher than an astronaut 
 I keep a Glock in my state prop jeans 
 Floating on cloud nine goin' off codiene 
 I chuck a deuce to a hater 
 I'm on a mission for paper 
 I got Lil' Hawk with me serving dope fiends like a waiter 
 I'm on the south B with my boy do you 
 Big bank take little bank baby tell me what it do 
 These boys talking loud but they ain't saying a thang 
 But Paul Wall and Freeway will make 'em sang 
 
 [Chorus]
 
 It's the Swishahouse state prop chain gang 
 .45 cal big Glock bang bang 
 I keep the tupperware tucked in my underwear 
 Rain down thunder on these suckers make the clutter clear 
 Let's get one thing clear I run with grizzly bears 
 Bite you in your back and make you straighten out your chest hair 
 I'm 100 baby no time for playing games 
 I got a garden full of carats hanging in my chain 
 I keep a player bought my paper fuck a hater 
 Cause the real turn fake switching over like a crossfader 
 I'm squashing chatter climbing up the ladder 
 Cause my goal is to make my pockets fatter baby Paul Wall 
 
 [Chorus] 
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