Lyrics:
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
Pat G’s in the house
And you know i make it bounce
Known to leap tall buildings in a single bound
Up up and away can never keep me down
Knockin
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
Hawk, and Fat Pat
When you cross yo'best bet is to back back
Mo City, Texas will open up yo back
Where the killers get killed and
The jackers get jacked
I
I got them rocks to get you high but you twenty short
A newport is all I can give ya' player
So push on project pat ain't no perpetrater
to these motherfuckin words dat I say
Dont play with real niggas real niggas dont play
[Chorus:8x]
[Project Pat]
A real nigga workin jobs before he fall
a superstar
If you really wanna know, who it be
It's Fat Pat, and the boy Mike D
It's been a long long time, in the game
Twenty-one young, and I finally
have her ass pumpin like the dope in the projects
I'm still in these streets like I ain't even hot yet
I do it for the hood like I can't even stop yet
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
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
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope, boy
Handle minor biz for that dope, boy
But then tell you by the Greyhound
felt like a sonar
By eight o' clock the street lights was on
You couldn't come around
You play your a gonna
I like to chill in the hood
I keep me
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
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
they worried bout is some weed And all lil these girls missing.
Tryna lock us up for good
Just to keep us from our lil ones
You a dope boy
Dope money yea
bulletproof off
But when they jump, I pump
To put some murderin' punks
And then I dump all his body parts into my trunk
Scarecrow
Play
I'ma terror
'Cause the game could be detrimental to ya boy."
I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surface
I spit blood for blood verses
Ayy, 5-0 won't leave out, dope boy, Reeboks only thing I had to wear
I ain't have a dollar to my name, when I called you, you wasn't there
We used
Ayy, 5-0 won't leave out, dope boy, Reeboks only thing I had to wear
I ain't have a dollar to my name, when I called you, you wasn't there
We used
tryna play the hard role
They get a head hole
Them boys shoulda played the smart role
And kept they ass closed
Instead ah sayin', what they saw
What I
a playa got a bigger name
Now I got fame, I ain't the one to blame
Now them boys wanna be trying to what, claim
A big old pimp, by the name of P-A-T
Living
started slangin' that they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately I've been tryna make a billion, can you play me
the fifth
I read the fifth amendment
We both criminals with bad intentions
They say time heals all
But if I could shortcut
My success, Corvettes by tomorrow
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