Are You Willin'? (feat. Termanology & Mia Jae) - Paul Wall

This ain't no music for the club or you cats in love This is music for my bugged out goons on drugs I make music for the creeps that should be 6 feet A new Bentley made it out by the skin in they teeth And they be already stealing ready for beef In the... building having a feast Eating good of my criminal mind and crime biz Leave my checks and food stamps the same thing It's thanksgiving in my hood like everyday Lot of thirst game cut lot of full game ate And you ain't' safe roaming in the same place Putting yo hands on everybody's money like the bank Putting yo hands on everybody money get you shot I'm the one you could thank bang bang white toddler Yo bank and ball on 'em keep 'em guttered like my cousin You ain't safe cause you got a gun in your safe You ain't safe cause you gonna run when it takes You ain't safe tryna find a new pace Lot of fun in yo place you can get done it from lace You ain't safe cause you got a gun in your safe You ain't safe cause you gonna run when it takes You ain't safe tryna find a new pace Lot of fun in yo place you can get done it from lace You ain't safe come through cover yo face You ain't sky free cause you got freedom the case You ain't G you got 3 niggers running up state Take my niggers that will come through papa's yo weight See'em lying in the stand Benedict Wise man throw yo ax up bias in the can 18 watching from the van About to drop you dropping up the spot while you're dropping out the van APB on yo head in every hood EMT on the set is never good blood spilled Pick him up he gotta post still That's Karma brought it up a duck tale Informer, duck tape, riot at chest Going up turn page right up on yo desk You ain't safe cause you got a gun in your safe You ain't safe cause you gonna run when it takes You ain't safe tryna find a new pace Lot of fun in yo place you can get done it from lace You ain't safe cause you got a gun in your safe You ain't safe cause you gonna run when it takes You ain't safe tryna find a new pace Lot of fun in yo place you can get done it from lace Money don't make you safe you want Kevlar vest without a gun on yo waist And yo cup diesel buddy go with skinny But when a bag check when they commence the beating Now you're on a world star humping Black and blue like a paramour save the J What a disgrace to your neighborhood You can't even show yo face in yo neighborhood And you grew up there nigger Fuck ass nigger you grew up square nigger Get a blue nose pin if you scared nigger This war outside Should've been more prepared nigger The more I let the story and start bluffing Like they toughen your racks but really want nothing Ain't no future in front nigger The future for nothing Is wear you do it for nothing You ain't safe cause you got a gun in your safe You ain't safe cause you gonna run when it takes You ain't safe tryna find a new pace Lot of fun in yo place you can get done it from lace You ain't safe cause you got a gun in your safe You ain't safe cause you gonna run when it takes You ain't safe tryna find a new pace Lot of fun in yo place you can get done it from lace

[Featuring: Good Brotha, Kali, Reks & Termanology] [Intro - Good Brotha - talking] Fakin hate yes men Yes, yo, yeah I hate fake love Yeah, yeah [Verse 1 - Reks] Yes, I confess, I seen a lot of love But I seen a lot of fake I, seen a lot of frauds Seen a lot of "I want" plus a lot of "can I have?" Can you please tell me why these rappers is gassed? Your whole team and you front like you got his back But frontin is a hab', I mean stuntin (is a habit) You would say he nice when he really ain't have it He was just alright but you would say he smashed it You would do his ad libs All in the picture, get ya palms in the mixture, callin all his shit classic You a broad, you a bastard You a faggot for lettin him pursue a career of rap shit I hate the average, MySpace friend request Because the average MySpace friend request Is ass rappers or producers who ass backwards Think I'm a pay for whackness? (please) [Hook - Good Brotha] - 2X I hate fake love Comin from yes men, some of your best friends are guilty of Givin you pats upon your back, callin love when there's really hate Fuck yes men! [Kali - talking over the end of the Hook] I got the Henny in me I got my niggas around me Yeah, Showoff, Showoff, ha Yo, uh [Verse 2 - Kali] It be the nigga in the background, cheerin you on (yeah) High fives and pats on the back after every song (haha) But after the Henny's gone, it won't take long (nah) Cause friends turn to enemies, so friendship's gone Fuckin yes men, they'll tell ya whatever you wanna hear (yo) Just to stay close until the money's gone, then they disappear (gone) Show up a different year, rockin some different gear (what up?) Talkin the same shit (haha) but shit is different here (haha) So I don't need 'em, I leave 'em, I'm not concerned with 'em (nah) Never keep 'em close if there's no money to be earned with 'em (what's the point?) Ass kissers, kind of like a bad blister (uh huh) Fuckin up the way I walk, so I just straight dismiss 'em (peace) No patience, for niggas that be hatin And bitches that be frontin like they virgins and they waitin (come on) Life's too short, so choose your circle wisely (cause) Cause (it's your thing), word to Ron Isley (yeah, word) [Hook] - w/ ad libs [Termanology - talking over the end of the Hook] Termanology Showoff, Showoff Uh, uh [Verse 3 - Termanology] I had a homie named La Di Da, he like to party hard Mardi Gras all the time, mamis all by the bar He had about fifty cats around 'em Talkin about he the next Em, Jigga and Rakim But when they came to rock him, push his shit in Where was all his mens? (I don't know), swallowin his Hen' What about the Benz and the gems on his neck And the ends that he spent on his so called friends? All of your mens said you the next Kanye Except you was pullin up in a Hyundai It's okay, you gonna make it dude someday And when you do, I'll be +Happy+ like Ashanti What would your moms say? Your friends get you in trouble So get away from them on the double Wanna put 'em to the test? Make the worst shit in your life and show it to 'em and see if they say "yes" [Hook] - w/ ad libs

Great Scott You already know when Kiss come and Chris come (uh-huh) The chicks come, then it's real hard to pick some (yup, yup) I only can see but so much with both eyes (uh) 'Specially when hunnies is comin' from both sides (uh-huh) All shapes and sizes, nice hips and thighs-es (haha) Just as beautiful as the vibes is They must have heard your man's back (I'm back) This joint is jam-packed (I'm back) And if you ain't a female, stand back Pull up, pull up, can't believe the girls' club packed What up, what up? Shawty wanna lead me to the back (to the back) Ain't been in here 15 minutes, got a pocket full of digits And she just won't take no Hold up, hold up, now lil' mama wanna get mad Slow up, slow up, saying she don't wanna share what she have (she have) Ain't no particular one that's getting the water gun So many that I want They packed up in here wall to wall and (hey) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (woah) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Packed up in here wall to wall and (woah, yeah) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Another two just came up and said they love me on the radio (on the radio) Two twins, that's a cool lil' scenario (lil' scenario) They talking leaving right now Wanna put in some time 'cause you know what they already for One talking how she like the way that I pop And the other one (and the other one) said she wanna just watch (just watch, woo) I'm game for any damn thing But there's more than 200 dames that's ready to go They packed up in here wall to wall and (hey) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (ladies calling) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and (woo, woo, woo) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and (I can't believe) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (there's no many of 'em claiming me) I'm tryna give one of them all this (ayy) But they keep coming from wall to wall (ayy, ayy, ayy, wall to wall) They packed up in here wall to wall and (there's so many ladies) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (in here) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall So many look good in here (so good) I just don't know which one I want (I want) If I had to choose, y'all know (you know) I would take all y'all with me Who wanna try me on the floor? (the floor, yup, yup) Who ready to come and get this? (get this, c'mon) All I know that I'm feeling this party (haha, uh) And you can see I'm so ready Yo, they rushin' and they touchin' the don-dada (uh-huh) V-neck tee, linen capris Pradas (fresh) Yeah, and the Audemaur say 2:20 (uh-huh) They all wanna slide but it's just too many (yup) Some got attitude, some is too friendly (yh) Some don't wanna do nothin' but drink Henny (haha) Some of 'em wanna get it poppin' right now In the VIP section and all that, wow Crowded but it's still cozy And the Rosé had me feelin' sorta like a don the whole day So many look good, I don't know what I want (I don't know) If I could, I'd take 'em all, daddy, I won't front (I'll take 'em all) I'll tell you what I'll do though (what?) I'ma take a few though and give the rest to the crew After that, it's on you though (woo!) They still comin' and they still callin' We ballin', and it's crazy wall to wall, yeah They packed up in here wall to wall and (ow) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (ladies calling me) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall (woah, woah, woah) They packed up in here wall to wall and (in here wall to wall) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (oh, woah) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall (hey, hey) They packed up in here wall to wall and (I'm tryna give somethin' to shawty now) I don't hear nothing but ladies calling (hey) I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall They packed up in here wall to wall and I don't hear nothing but ladies calling Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown-Brown) Yeah, smash on the radio, bet I penned it (Chris Brown)