Lyrics:
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?
Project Pat a nigga that's down for his crown man
If your ass step I'ma be downtown man
4th floor bound man that's
Yeh yeh yeh whoa
Top down in the city
Couple day ones rolling with me
See me in traffic getting busy
I walk by faith like its no biggie
Street smart
grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
[B.G.]
Started
hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak niggas guard your grills, tuck your chains in your shirts
It's goin down - BREAK DA LAW NIGGA!
1 - Break Da Law -
Logic of a snitch, "You ain't know, but I'mma let you in"
"Why would I do ten, when I can go on and turn in my friend?"
Not pokin' fun, Project Pat is
Hypnotize Minds, Project Pat
The #1 ringtone! It's goin' down!
Don't call me no more
And don't text me no mo
Project Pat featuring Three 6 Mafia
-
like a superstar
If you really wanna know, who it be
It's Fat Pat, and the boy Mike D
Hit a lick I came up, I'm back in the game
I came up, and now
at the project with a stack
Then I flipped it to a brick and then I did the Project Pat
Like, homie what's the problem?
Semi or revolve em
Catch a nigga with
[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
We got it man
I’m just here to prove the difference
(Uh)
Priorite m
Nan game nan pat janm hit plus que pensonn , m ironizel
Cause rap just on façon
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
house parties in the projects
We goin` all night
[Yaki Kadafi]
Verbal a**a**in, I hit the corner fast, blastin`
I plan to stretch your chest plate
the hottest so the
Hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana, roger that
I'm a self made man, self made man
I'm
Yo Doogie let's hit this OFF yo
Aiyyo check this
Aiyyo Rob Sutton hit the button!
Hah! Yeah
You know time is it (3X)
Check it check it check it out
the project hallway
N**** try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
We hustle hustle everyday, all day
hit tha gas hit tha break now swerve( swerve)
Ridin (ridin)
Swervin (swervin)
Ridin (ridin)
Swervin (swervin)
Project Pat
Now they was thinkin dirty
the white guts
I'm on the scene, drankin' lean, mixed with Spire in a plastic cup
I'm from the hood, call it North, where Project Pat went to jail and court
"120" Lyrics By Black Neldy
Intro
Yeeeeaaa!
Palm Beach is back nigga... (Huh)
Mr. Punchline is back nigga... (Huh)
Project Boyz, Si'l Pa Bèl Nou
the closer that I get feel like Project Pat
Feel like Bobby, Whitney on them drugs talkin bout crack is whack
Baby want a three five for a dub, like, baby,
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
his ass sprayed
First I hit the weed, hit full of red rum, niggah better give me some
Or O'l make your body numb bitch
I thought you knew it was
Hypnotize Minds Productions
Presents
(Yeah) New Project Pat
Project Pat
It's goin' down
Aah
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
die by it
Some **** Crips put him in a crypt
By a billboard, shot him like a hit song
Least he died with his motherfucking Timbs on
This was a story
up listening to Project Pat (Pat)
Dropping hits and selling bitches, my life like Hustle and Flow (Deejay)
Twenty pack of 'za, I got it off when I
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