
Tho’d in the Game Paul Wall
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[Intro]
I'm so throwed in the game, I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game)
I'm so throwed in the game, I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game)
I'm so throwed in the game, I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game)
I'm so throwed in the game (Paul Wall), I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game), ayy, ayy
[Verse 1]
Top fold, but I never fold
Pockets swoll, mouth full of gold
New money, but the car old
Gettin' blow while I'm gettin' blowed, I'm throwed
Backwood leaf roll
Cover up the blunt with a keef coat, it might catch a cold
Backup blunts rolled
I lean like italics, my fragrance is bold
Styrofoam cup poured
It started in Texas, now it's all over the globe
Gotta stay on my toes
'Cause they watchin' close, the cars and the clothes
Hatin' spread like mold
But that's how it goes when your wrists is froze
Never worry about a troll
Just gettin' what I'm owed, get bread, my gold
Pocket full of paper, Fat Pat boy scout
Plenty more to obtain
From hatin', I obstain, too busy getting paid
Turning heads in the turning lane
Riding down North Main, wetter than a water main
Left hand full of grain
Sideways like a chicken wing
Stepping up my game
I'm so throwed in the game (Game, game, game, game)
I'm so throwed in the game, I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game)
I'm so throwed in the game, I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game)
I'm so throwed in the game, I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game)
I'm so throwed in the game (Paul Wall), I'm so throwed in the game (I'm so throwed in the game), ayy, ayy
[Verse 1]
Top fold, but I never fold
Pockets swoll, mouth full of gold
New money, but the car old
Gettin' blow while I'm gettin' blowed, I'm throwed
Backwood leaf roll
Cover up the blunt with a keef coat, it might catch a cold
Backup blunts rolled
I lean like italics, my fragrance is bold
Styrofoam cup poured
It started in Texas, now it's all over the globe
Gotta stay on my toes
'Cause they watchin' close, the cars and the clothes
Hatin' spread like mold
But that's how it goes when your wrists is froze
Never worry about a troll
Just gettin' what I'm owed, get bread, my gold
Pocket full of paper, Fat Pat boy scout
Plenty more to obtain
From hatin', I obstain, too busy getting paid
Turning heads in the turning lane
Riding down North Main, wetter than a water main
Left hand full of grain
Sideways like a chicken wing
Stepping up my game
I'm so throwed in the game (Game, game, game, game)
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