Lyrics:
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
And comparin to me, ya frill healy
Maze who come nearly
Some the Projects thru youngers
Gun shit confronted
By jakes poppin up like late walkers
All around, all
and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Hurt
is dirty
But that's how I like it you all on my dick
I'm all in my bag this hard as it get
I do not snort powder i might take a sip
I might hit
of powder
On the phone with my connect
This shit last about an hour
I need work, I repeat, I need work
My niggas go bizzurk
When the drought come get murked'
saturday
What a tragedy flowers for the family
Powder in my nap sack
Running through the projects
Tryna get a stack back
I got my SK bout to get my MAC back
Written & arranged by Pat Grady, Phil crtuz, cndy cbercrombie
Recorded/mixed/mastered at Shine Studios by Justin Douglas
Performed by:
Pat Grady - guitars
for them to grow up and shoot us unarmed
Dear black Madonna
How many hail Mary's?
Project holy water, bless these loads we carry
Pregnant with
to maintain your course
Through the potholes and gravel
Hot holes and what have you, tryin' to clock dough
Foes tryin' to pop shots through you by code
Pigs
get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize Cat
Hurt me in my
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
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' fuckin' wet, hoe, soakin' fuckin' wet
Project Pat
saturday
What a tragedy flowers for the family
Powder in my nap sack
Running through the projects
Tryna get a stack back
I got my SK bout to get my MAC back
Now when they heard who in the club DJ Paul
Bitches chosen up
When they see I'm icy like a slush
Then they frozen up
Like my homie Project Pat
We keep
the kitchen whippin' powder up
To get my momma up
Out of the slums and my medallion bust
Pound for pound, the best around is us
I never argue or get loud with
From yo' ass I'm a pull a jack move
Niggas should've known dog
Project Pat don't give a fuck
[Chorus-1x]
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
Yeah,it's on for the 1-9-9-9
Project Pat in this hoe
Putting this ghetto bump in ya speaker
Hypnotize done made it
You know the business hoe
With a dimepiece
Audemar what that time piece say
Audemar what that time piece say
Know it ain't shit, swing by the Federal boot camp
Shit, whip it like
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
"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
blast on
No evidence 'cause this shit will be erased
We're in Paul's Chevy deep, with visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & SOG
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