[Intro: Paul Wall]
It's hustle mania, man
Texas to ATL
Paul Wall, Grand Hustle baby
On the grind, stackin up our cheese
You know what I'm talkin bout?
Pimp Squad Clique, Paul Wall

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
I keep it pimpin, man
I'm on my grind
You see me bouncing on 24s, I'm riding high off in the Chevy
I'm pullin off, and I'm lookin good, grip the intearior, pine wood
Step in the club, throwin up my hood
I hit the bar, now I'm sippin good
I got hoes boppin, 20 clockin
This hustle mania, ain't no stopping
Parking lot got people watching
Top drop, and the trunk popping
Candy paint drippin off my slab, navagation system in the dash
Call me the pimp professor, take a seet, and I'll teach this class
Hit the block, riding glass
Chroam weals worth lots of cash
People wanna know what I'm worth, 2 kommas, lil boy, don't ask
24s under my fender, chop the block up like a blender
I'm on UPS, I stack a mill
Competition returned to center
It's Paul Wall, with that Pimp Squad Clique
I'm throwed like a helmet, every pass from Michael Vick
I'm making haters sick, it's hustle mania, man
We Grand Hustle on our grind, now here's that intertainment
[Verse 2: Mac Boney]
I'm the second to atack, straight up shit on the track
My block be all white, cause I'm straight out the trap
I'm a Brick City n***a, yeah it's hustle mania
Drain your body like I was born in Transylvania
Vampire Cokehead empire
Pimpin intire
My name ain't Kanye West, bitch but I'm straight up out the wire
I stole straight through the fire
I'm the nation's supplyer
I got legals, I got Cubins, cook it up, I'll provide ya
You say you hustle, you lyers
I done been in your set, reach out and touch you with this thang, you demanding respect
He the first boy to flex, so you the first to get wet
If Paul Wall call me bout some drama, I'm there, Atlanta Express

[Verse 3: Big Kuntry King]
My car sits high off the ground when I open up the doors
All you see is white Ts and uptowns
Don't forget all the loads, and all my chests and crowns
I run with Jay Jigga, and the label that pays
N***a be so high, like I'm in the last days
Go the max on my ways, probably smell like Haze
You can tell that I be ballen, pimpin this way
Hustle hustle mania, young n***a, what it be