Lyrics:
I like to play it cool like I'm not that
On the low who'd assume that I got that
I don't know but the dude with the tall frap
Looking all aloof,
Posters on my wall of Project Pat
Others from Memphis too it was all a dream
White boys where I'm from mostly cynical
Hold onto my focus with a broken dream
when I seen dope and willy in the Cadillac
They said p where ya going man get in
Put the gat to his head said interstate 10
Play it off, play it off
at the bridge
You niggas is sipping on 40's
I'm topping the keg you know how we play
Like G's coming up off
Watts boys in the hood spit
Nothing but that hot shit
in it represent it
Ya'll boys, ya'll boys ain't ready for us
Project Pat, Noreaga, D.J. Paul, Juicy "J"
Hypnotize Minds in here, like this
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
[project pat]
1 - walked up to your house
Knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit
Then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal
(play that), they murk somethin', I'll tell you that (tell you that)
200 change for this Mulsanne and the wheel's a fortune, Pat Sajak (SKRRT)
We catch
the blue bills it match the denim
I got this dope ass fade and line up 'round the projects
By Triple H he got heroin hard and haircuts
Dog food (this shit
something I might play
A beat I might make might make they life change
And save their whole deal, Their wrist is on chill
They house is on hill, You could
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
can goo google me like Project Pat
My salary in cash look like ten tons of celery
And ima cash out till' the fat lady sings a melody
I was that kid that
Boy, it's 'bout to get real scary up in here
You got the original Break Da Laws up in here for you hos
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, weak niggaz
there's a God above me
I'm just the God of everything else
I put holes in everything else
"New God Flow," fuck everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!)
bussed it all down
And I loaded my mag
Real fucking dope boy
Move weight
Can't complain bout the work
Had to fill my plate
Real life trapstar
Too late
H-Town, smoking, sipping on some medicine
Ain't nobody better than the boss when I floss
It's Slim Thugga motherfucker, still breaking boys off
Got
I went to sleep in dope boy Reeboks, then had a dope boy dream
What's the chances you make it out? You might get knocked at eighteen
Either rich
I'm paid
The dope that I'm smoking is grade A
Most improved, I'm most enthused l
By all of you
Honor roll straight from the dean
To the studio geek off
Here Come The Squad,
Its Time To Get Ghost...
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
If You Wanna Stay You Get Beat By A Pig,
Fuck That Shit Cause' Where I Live,
My Boys Got
I am a dope child I serve a dope god
All we wanna do is represent
Do it for his glory and get lit
Gotta let em know who we with yeah
Tell them boys im
a snack
I was a young nigga on the block, watchin' cuz sell crack
I cannot save bitch, grew up on Project Pat
Itching for that drank, think I'm about
ghetto tale
You play a gun, but the game is real
You want to stop my money, how?
You keep smoking, I'm selling out
It's called the City of Dope, might
night, I was in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin' about project pat, and what the fuckin jury said
Givin' him what they gave him, then they put him in handcuffs
They want to see what's up
Niggas done play wit' his people Now they gone bust'em up
Some of them snortin' dope some of them bag that kill
Some
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