Lyrics:
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
Yeah, I'm that youngin' from the projects
Stolen cars, but I'm gettin' money now
So I bought a Jag
She want me to love her, eat that pussy good
Slide
to the projects
Some shit she ain't used to
A hood nigga fa sho that's to the fullest
Ay tell them lame ass niggas to eat a bullet
Playin' hooky I was tryna get her
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
like dad
I love the smell of money, hash an zig-zags
look at the back of my ass, beat the sag, it's big cash
involved but
we all get caught up an sent
Got a Blackberry, was gettin' too much face time
Back to fuckin' project bitches, now I hate dimes
All they want is money my nigga, I can't waste mine
out
Surrounded by them cash cows, chasin bags now
So i gotta keep the strap now, nigga back down
Like mick foley with mask, get yo ass smack down
We
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
some crips
Stainless steel snug to my hip
Gotta give the streets my cred
Showed me how to water whip
Remember bumping three, six
Project pat a bunch
wanna be like Chris Brown
Fuck nigga I don't do no dance
I'm all about the money
Fuck you think clout chasing ass niggas they lame
Fuck I'm bout to ball
and seen them niggas put in blood work
When I'm in the 100's you can always smell the scent of purple
These niggas always gettin' money in they inner
south Memphis mane I chopped
Em at the wig shop
Im mo south Memphis must have
Problem with Lord Infamous chorus
(Project Pat) im mo north Memphis than
TOE - hol' up! Say my name in my city
When you talk about cash
I'm stackin chips, grindin hard
Nigga showin my ass nigga the game on smash
(smash)
make my money on the road
I remember hittin' houses, nigga, Cash 4 Gold
These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga soul
These streets
some cash to pay for the hotel and the bathshow
Its 5:13 by the clock on the wall
Motherfuckers move so I can make a phone call
Shit is getting late
work the projects whackness
and in a few weeks I'd get my check
now I got to wait for them to call me trough the window
so I can get some cash to pay for
at
They ready to fuckin set me up
- to get my ass jacked
But they don't know about Joseph Wayne
Physco path gangsta slash solider mayne
He's rides on niggas
you can get this dick
I need the cash first - and the ass last
And we can blow dro in the Benz while I smash on the gas
So let a nigga pimp, and let
a whole plate and ????? holes
I'm mo south Memphis mane I chopped em at the wig shop
I'm mo south Memphis ????????????????? Infamous
Chorus
(Project Pat
mulatto and a georgia Peach Damn
Money talking difference language I Gotta speak
Niggas copy on their own I ain't Gotta teach
Man fuck that Fuck that
They
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with god or you can know
Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher
So
it there (yeah)
Catch a hole through the logo on your shirt
Why you rappin' 'bout the game
When you don't know how it work?
Me and Project Pat
and the booty rude
I be causing family feud
Do my lil dance and get this big money
Blick in my bag yeen ain't taking none from me
Barley moving but the ass going
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