Wall's first music industry exposure came as a street team member on the Northwest side of Houston, promoting southern artists such as T.I. and labels like Cash Money and The New No Limit. He is also an accomplished and proficient mixtape and party DJ, known for producing mixtapes in the now-well-known screwed & chopped style, which was invented by the late DJ Screw. While he has recently stated on record that South LE. (in Houston's southside) is his base of operations, it is not the neighborhood that Paul Wall is actually from. Paul Wall has claimed several such neighborhoods over his career, starting with De Soto in Acres Homes (his original home neighborhood), then switching to Gulf Bank (also in Acres Homes).
Paul Wall, Chamillionaire and Jon Higgins were originally affiliated with Swishahouse Records, but left for Paid in Full Records a short time later. After several mixtape and independent releases, including the critically acclaimed 'Get Ya Mind Correct', the two parted ways on bad terms. Chamillionaire continued to release independent records, while Paul Wall returned to the Swishahouse fold. This move allowed him to appear on Mike Jones' first commercially distributed single, "Still Tippin'", from his first major label album 'Who Is Mike Jones?'.
His major label debut, 'The People's Champ', has produced a lead single, "Sittin' Sidewayz", which is receiving national radio and television play. In August, 2005, rumors began to circulate that Paul Wall and Chamillionaire had settled any differences that remained between them, and are again on good terms with one another. Paul Wall also appeared with GLC on the song "Drive Slow" on Kanye West's second solo album, 'Late Registration'.
Paul Wall is the owner and proprietor of TV Jewelry in Houston. The store specializes in the production of grills, silver, gold, or platinum caps and diamond inlays (usually princess-cut diamonds). Grills have become a growing trend in rap culture and have even influenced its own song. "Grillz", by Nelly featuring Paul Wall along with other artists, where at one point Paul raps "Call me George Foreman 'cause I'm sellin' everybody grillz.)
So Many Diamonds
Paul Wall Lyrics
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A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique
Keep it pimpin' mayne
[Chorus]
So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold
Certified G, a young nigga so cold
It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so tho'ed
Pimp smoke gray Cadillac, twenty four, imagine that
Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin back
T.I.P. be smokin' on that good shit imagine that
I'm blowin on a hoe that's strong enough to kill the Cadillac
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as that
And you can keep the beef, pussy nigga I don't battle rap
So that bullshit you kickin through yo' teeth a gangsta laughin' at
That shit you hear on "Gangsta Grillz" is real, best chill
Before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel
Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still
[Chorus: x2]
I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass bottom
I'm swervin' lanes on the interstate, evadin laws and playin possum
I spin the wheel I roll the dice, I look at life in a different light
36 of that white make you a celebrity overnight
I shoot a kite to my potnah Project, locked up doin 45
And let him know I'm still holdin, them Grit Boys is on the rise
A hundred percent no compromise, my momma raised to be a man
I'm not concerned with the next man, gettin money, that's my plan
I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm po'n drank he roll the Sweets
T Ferris concocted a master plan, we executed it to the T
It's Paul Wall and T.I.P., makin haters, R.I.P.
We so tho'ed you can't compete, our competition is obsolete
[Chorus: x2]
I'm on the hustle 25/8, A.T.L. to the lone star state
On the move I'm bleedin' blocks, tryin' to get this paper straight
No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal clear
I'm tryin' to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air
I'm reminiscin', on my potnah Duke that died and passed away
I'm strapped up at all times, if you flex I'ma blast away
Like Tom Hanks on "Castaway," I'm posted up just one deep
Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin' to come up on the creep
And these suckers be on that reach, tryin' to come up off of me
You need to go get it, by yourself and stand up on your own two feet
Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock
Burnin' straights out on the block, givin' it all I got
[Chorus: x2]
In Paul Wall's song, "So Many Diamonds," he boasts about his success and wealth. He begins the song with a callout to his fellow southern rapper T.I.P. and celebrates their friendship as well as their success in breaking into the music industry. The chorus is repetitive and emphasizes his diamonds, with a focus on the fact that there is so much diamond encrusted in his teeth that you can't even see any gold. He boasts about how much cocaine he moves and his ability to get rich off of it. He also talks about his Cadillac which is one of the symbols of the southern rap culture. The song celebrates his success and subculture while also highlighting his prowess to ward off competition and haters. It's a typical rap song that glorifies wealth, success, and street smarts and makes its listener want to join in the celebration.
Line by Line Meaning
Aight nigga, you already know what it is man
Addressing someone to confirm their familiarity with the situation
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
A collaboration between Atlanta and Houston
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
Acknowledging T.I.P.'s presence
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique
Introducing Paul Wall and his group
Keep it pimpin' mayne
Maintain a cool and confident attitude
So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold
Teeth adorned with an excessive amount of diamonds
Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O
Dealing large quantities of drugs without issues
Certified G, a young nigga so cold
Established as a true gangster with a cold personality
It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so tho'ed
Pimp Squad Clique's group identity and status
Pimp smoke gray Cadillac, twenty-four, imagine that
Driving a gray Cadillac with pimped-out features
Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin back
A camera installed in the license plate for reversing
T.I.P. be smokin' on that good shit imagine that
T.I.P. smoking high-quality marijuana
I'm blowin on a hoe that's strong enough to kill the Cadillac
Smoking very potent marijuana
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Implying the marijuana is strong enough to cause physical harm
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as that
Handling cocaine and flipping it quickly
And you can keep the beef, pussy nigga I don't battle rap
Refusing to engage in rap battles or beefs
So that bullshit you kickin through yo' teeth a gangsta laughin' at
Laughing at the lies being spoken
That shit you hear on 'Gangsta Grillz' is real, best chill
Confirming authenticity of the music on Gangsta Grillz
Before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed
Warning against crossing dangerous people
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel
Referencing a dangerous person known as Big Phil
Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still
Implying that commercial success is not important
I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass bottom
Customizing the car with diamond and glass features
I'm swervin' lanes on the interstate, evadin laws and playin possum
Driving recklessly to avoid getting caught by law enforcement
36 of that white make you a celebrity overnight
Selling large amounts of cocaine can bring instant fame
I shoot a kite to my potnah Project, locked up doin 45
Sending a letter to a jailed associate
And let him know I'm still holdin, them Grit Boys is on the rise
Assuring the jailed associate that things are still in order
My momma raised to be a man, I'm not concerned with the next man
Raised to be independent and not worry about others
Gettin money, that's my plan
The goal is to make money
I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm po'n drank he roll the Sweets
Traveling with a friend who smokes tobacco wraps and drinks codeine
T Ferris concocted a master plan, we executed it to the T
Referring to a well-thought-out plan by T Ferris
It's Paul Wall and T.I.P., makin haters, R.I.P.
Paul Wall and T.I.P. working together to defeat their haters
We so tho'ed you can't compete, our competition is obsolete
Too talented and successful to be outdone by competition
I'm on the hustle 25/8, A.T.L. to the lone star state
Working hard beyond the standard 24/7
On the move I'm bleedin' blocks, tryin' to get this paper straight
Moving around to make money
No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal clear
Can't waste time, need to execute the plan perfectly
I'm tryin' to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air
Attaching expensive rims and throwing ice (diamonds) in the air to flaunt wealth
I'm strapped up at all times, if you flex I'ma blast away
Carrying a weapon for personal protection
Like Tom Hanks on 'Castaway,' I'm posted up just one deep
Being alone like the character from the movie 'Castaway'
Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin' to come up on the creep
Being cautious of women who are out to take advantage
And these suckers be on that reach, tryin' to come up off of me
Being cautious of people who are trying to exploit or take advantage
You need to go get it, by yourself and stand up on your own two feet
Encouraging others to work hard and be independent
Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock
Achieving success through hard work and determination
Burnin' straights out on the block, givin' it all I got
Going all out and putting in maximum effort
Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CLIFFORD HARRIS, CLIFFORD J. HARRIS, KEVIN CATES, KEVIN GREGORY CATES, PAUL WALL, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@tonysnow712
6ang dis when my son 6orn'n and when he turn 5 i waz 6ump'n dis song and til day i came here from anotha paul wall song
Son: dad stop for min
Me: son for what
Son: i remem6er dis song
Me: i said how know
Son: u play dis song when i waz 5
Me: i doo remem6er and how u know i waz play'n dis song i waz like 5 when play it and u play it erryday
Me: i did play it erryday
@antonejohnson3459
15 Years Later & Still Bumping.... '05 CLASSIC
@jerodtabb311
Had too hit the like button wen I saw 05 my senior year in high school
@philippeberset9068
Sick beat. I want to say that Paul kills it
@ARich-pu2sn
they don't make em like this anymore. RIP hip hop
@killboi207
They do man, you just gotta look for it. Corporate rap is trash, check out spotify to find good underground. Tairyhesticles has a great underground channel on youtube too.
@joshuaisley5436
song so hot the vibe it gives is just bone chillin truly gives an illustration of southern soul
@user-dk3cg7th9e
My favorite Pall Wall song!
Dope chill and high!
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@snv4585
ogo, u nas est lubiteli ka4estvennoi yujatinki)
@TheNba27
@@snv4585 Yeah boy
Listening every day da best song on da album
This track with out time line
@bigdanny3873
@@TheNba27i love this english