Lyrics:
they days raised a
(Bitch Ass Boy)
They told me SON never play with no
(Bitch Ass Boy)
Around the way just ran a FADE with this
(Bitch Ass Boy)
That
nobody knows.
[Project Pat]
It seems like I might not even make it out here on these bricks,
Might have to murder a chick, might have to kill a bitch
don't be pullin dem triggas
The Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitch
Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickedness
See one is
You is not up on the block (aye)
I cannot fuck with a opp (bitch)
I got yo' bitch in a lock (yuh)
She sucking, she give me that gawk (gawk)
Diamonds, I
put you in
Yo' park from the start
Leave you sleep in the dark
So wrap my dick in your mob
'Cause I'ma bring my sistas down south
Throwing yo' bitch ass
White on white wagon, call that motherfucker Socrates
Rat ass niggas, fighting for a block of cheese
Catch me out in China stunting, yeah, I'm 'bout my
the mob
''cause you dead in the fog
And that's yo' head by the log
I can smell it in the air
I can tell when it's there
This is hell
kiss the dirt
Pat-pat with the deuce deuce, it'll work
Bitch ass niggas wearin' thongs and skirts
Catch 'em early in the mornin' while they goin'
in da breeze
Where da weed is not a want it's a need
And I'm from 412 got a
Problem with any bitch nigga
That be runnin round talk about
Me this
screen[01:20.01]To a girl that looks a lot different from you[01:22.09]So b-b-b-b-bitch please[01:23.83]Walk in this bitch like the driver[01:25.49]Feel like I'm Bane,
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
white carpet in my project
30 guns in my section, none of the homies got [?]
My side bitch and she pregnant
I ain't claimin' shit but the game
And this
are-E-S-P-E-see-T me"
I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
_Ma cherie amore, tu es belle_
Merci,
good friends
Bitch this not that, with yo bop ass
I got over all the sluts that's from my past
One of 'em told me I ain't ever gone be shit, and I was
I'm gon' be a real ass bitch all my life
Got them hunnids by my side, I'm gon' always be alright
I'm gon' always pop that shit 'til the day I die
I
crazy in this world, you know what I'm sayin'
True ting, you ah talk, dawg (check it deep)
Yo, the crazy adventures of Miss Money Jane (crazy ting)
Yeah it's Project Pat up in this thang
Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin' a rip it like it's supposed to be flip
that shit right back
Just like that
Knock a nigga cap right back
And I tell his bitch ass fight back
Ain't trying collapse so I tote a lot of straps
i was born in that Big Easy
Don't take rocket science to
Be extraordinary but
I'm always tripping hard and I fuck up things
Its a bitch out here
yo drug addict ass in submission
I carried yo song so you hoping and wishin
I'll stop what I'm do but I keep on persistin
Don't fuck with folks that
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
Prophet Posse nigga, who up in this motherfucker?
{Lord Infamous: talking}
You got Lord Infamous Da Scarecrow Kaiser Sosate
{MC Mack: talking}
Yeah yeah
as a muthafucka shaped like a coke bottle
nigga got a lump in his throat so he cant swalow
sh-she walkin wit it yea thats why your ass 'll get it
gotta keep it
the three-o-to-four pound
Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!!
Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot
And I'ma dead these wannabe heads with
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