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Yeah it's Project Pat up in this
Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin a rip it like it's supposed to be
Handle
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Hello, hello, hello?

[Boogelou] (talkin)
Pat, what's up man, what's up?

[Project Pat] (talkin)
Boogelou, what's up man?
Man
Yeah it's Project Pat up in this thang
Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin' a rip it like it's supposed to be flip
thang's in ya face man
It's Project Pat wit' that 12 gauge strapped ya'll
I blow yo' chest out yo' motherfucking back dawg

Chorus-4x
Pat starts
slug to your grill 
You can feel this 
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me 
Project Pat is down 
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool 
We
and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Hurt
get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize Cat
Hurt me in my
you will become a

Chorus x8
It's your own nigga Project Pat
I'm a G as in gorilla
all my life I want ot come clean
Why you flossin' all my dreams
Chiefin' on the blunts in the alley slangin' boulder, yeah
Couldn't forget my roadie big Kurt, Swally, and Dion
Project Pat and the yam shootin' teflon
visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & S.O.G
Lord Infamous and Crunchy Black got them gats to your back
Another sweet robbery another
twenty-two slug to your head 
Travel all the way down to your leg 

[Chorus] 
Ayo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first 
The projects is front
ain't shit
Almost was played by my main bitch
Over, she tried to pull 1 on quick
I'm paperchasing, trying to get rich
On a 68 tour with my clique
She hit
retaliated so I hit the ground
My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down
Can't see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even from my
it ain't ever let a day go by 

Without reality checks, fuck my salary check, 

that ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't finna
twenty-two slug to your head 
Travel all the way down to your leg 

[Chorus] 
Ayo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first 
The projects is front
to your head
Travel all the way down to your leg

[Chorus:]
Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose necks are gonna be first
The projects is front lines,
you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon' be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin' banks
I'm a fiend for
talking}
Project Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
The motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, Indo G, its on.
You motherfucking hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!
retaliated so I hit the ground
My life is on the line gotta hold my projects down
Can't see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even from my
Forty individuals
Keep it on the low? Keep it on the low, aiiight
Yo, yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, word up

Yo with your departure let's start
It's the bomb, baby 
The bomb, baby 
With no ifs, no ands, no buts, and no maybes 

[Verse 1] 
I walk through the projects with stress in my hands
to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever 
We can buck it out til ???

Chorus-8x

(Project Pat) 
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some
un-satisfied
My eyes want to see gold bars in my palm
More suedes clark's, the fonz is poetry, islam is science
Project shrimp scatters the grounds, whips
song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts,
told me shit's game
Now I'm by the lake on the cellular while I get brain
I'm a citizen, my truck when I switch lanes
Shorty starts screamin', I told