Lyrics:
hustle Step ya game up
Elevate ya hustle Step ya game up
I was taught by the streets to keep a tool on me
I'll merk a fuck nigga boy I ain't wit
the better days?
The have to get up days to chef up ya just to get us paid
(We hustle hard)
You see never it fails most of my homies either dead or jail
And they rainin' on ya block, and ya brains like Chile
Get Silly!
[Soulja Boy]
My chain too silly, my watch too dumb
Only rapper on Myspace with more
All my life all I been in the struggle
All my life all I been in is trouble
All my life grind to get it and hustle
All my life gotta get it then
to the bottom now I'm bound to see the top, my hood.
[Chorus: x2]
You gotta love ya hood,
You need to love your projects,
Hey get me, get me.
I got
betta give him the muthafuckin keys, he look serious"
"BITCH YOU A BANANA, BITCH YOU GONNA GET PEELED"
Gangsta Boo: call my nigga project pat,
dog i
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
I come out Juvey ride
Hot Boyz come out, we all ride
I'm 'bout mine and ya know to progress, gotta struggle
Do what I gotta do, gotta rap hustle
Ya
dead nigga
Called on by the Scanman
We be like whatever nigga
Whoop ya Kaizie style nigga
If you want us come get us
Come bring it to the camp
nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch
We gon' fight up in this bitch
(Project Pat)
Swang a fist at ya bitch and I swear I'm crackin jaws
When
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Wonabee wonabee
Everybody wonabee
Like a young G
Gold teeth, drinkin' Hennessy
Slang a ounce, to a bird
In the street, like
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat
We just want y'all to dance with us man
Y'all know what it is, it's goin' down
Motorcycle with it, with it,
on read like what page you on
Hustle try to get my ppl on
I ain't with that demon shit to each it's own
Fuck ya ego nigga you ain't even known
Caught a Rico
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
will be in stores now
or in stores right after this or sometime close around this
Go get the project pat album that's in stores right now
Cooked by
ya boy Project Pat tah
Nigga get yo head chump beans in a trap ah
Hustlin' with the best rock none stop
Drumma beat 'happenin fo' no reason
These guns
ho's puckerup tryna get them to slide
that's on our mind getting high all the time (we tryna fuck!)
We hustle hard, hope the fiends buy all the dimes
and now they all call me a has been
Turn ya name into a hashtag
Wrap his body up in trashbags
Then dump his body somewhere in the projects next day he get
But when my tones in your
Face you say bye bye
Nigguhs love to see this hate on
The ten o clock news
Project pat got arrested by
Them boys in blues
He
Who can't see past project building
I know the lord is with me
The reaper he trying to get me
Now put your hands together
Let's take on this world
something from nothing on that project block
Switch your hustle, no more working that dope spot
Middle finger to cops, tell 'em that we're legal now
Yes, we
Lame ass niggas starting shit like some bastards
When I catch ya mark ass slippin'
I'm a blast ya
Half of ya fools get high before a drive-by
I don't
and Prince was the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Rider
muf**ka bang
Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is what I f**kin' claim
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang
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