Lyrics:
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
slug to your grill
You can feel this
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me
Project Pat is down
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool
We
back pocket
I grab you by your neck,
I pull it out a socket
Range, Range, Range,
Rover, Rover, Rover,
Blow this fuckin' task
Police pull me over
But I
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
walk by. Since e’rbody wanna be the center of attention baby I’ma keep in pimpin, (and) play the corner when I kick like a playa. Chop it like karate;
fuck outta here
Run up on me, U bitch nigga I dare
When it come to you
Not a worry in the world
I’m chilling somewhere wit some puff In da air
Og
swear they play, man they some fake-ery
Let me catch a girl up out some work in my site
And believe I'm gon' be atcha in the daylight with a flashlight
swear they play, man they some fake-ery
Let me catch a girl up out some work in my site
And believe I'm gon' be atcha in the daylight with a flashlight
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
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
It's going down going down
Three 6 Mafia mafia
Project Pat y’all know the business
Imma tell you motherfuckers something man
Some real shit tell 'em
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
into O's, pounds to bricks
On the strip pimpin hoes on some goldie s***
I'ma gangsta by destiny, OG's selected me
I earned my spot, my whole team
Texas swag, and how I keep it G
Let her roll in the slab, she wanna be seen with me
I tell her pay that fee, it's pimpin' with me, mane
Extended, bitch,
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
ain't even trippin
I play a steady pimpin
I don't need your girl boy
I got so many
Boy
[CHORUS]
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
WORK
Boi I got so
a Grammy
But I'm takin' care of me and my family, and that's a win to me
(Make some noise for 'em, woo
Alright, yeah)
How so? I grew up in a single
the Projects like Pat, Mista Don't Play
Witnessed some atrocities I won't say
Down For My N*****
I knew I would see C-Murder
Set the tables, brought the food
tried
I move by results, not by friends or things that's televised
Up or it's down, handle it like men, nigga I ain't never hiding
I'm in that Bentley, me
my guns
All my women
Ryc is chillin
Sorta like a villain
Surrounded by funky fresh n fly women
Some um is poolside, some um is swimmin
Some um
I just wanna crib by the peer
So a nigga shed a tear
Every time I see the sunrise
And the man
Super serious
Ion play around
Come to me yeah that's
UDDA, UDDA
Trying to get the slang down pat, using verbs and syllables, shit
But I'll flip the style like half a brick
So give me space like NASA, one
man
Climb on my roof and talked to God
And He told me about His plans for the hash man
And he said I can be a goat
If I’m reincarnated by the Buddha man
know shit
What do you do, when the homeboys try to play you?
Get some new homeboys or just ride as a playa?
When the prayer in the system the Father,
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