Lyrics:
the chamber for you weak ass coward)
Don't save her she don't wanna be saved
I'mma introduce me, Project Pat, I keep it real
I'mma introduce you, you's a sucka
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
nowhere
I'm still here
Let's get one thing clear
I'm still here
If you ain't know by now
Take a good look around, boy I hold it down
Im Still here
We still
Now you know you ain't right, eyein' me up all night
Despite the fact some kid is runnin' chitta-chat in your ear
How the hell we get here, with me
disappear
This competition that I'm up against ain't none that I'm really scared of
So challenge me with a new battle from another rapper Ima never fear
They
by Apple from Walmart and Verizon
Hit the mall and got it all from every store my n****s lit
You can't say we new to money shit sound crazy as a b****h
head down scared to look
You shook
Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks
In my part of town it's similar
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
makin no sense
All of this air is polluted and tense
Stand for whats right I ain't playing the fence
Why you surprised by the lootin and breakin shit
How
fiend
Rich kids crack jokes, on those who reside in the projects
But be in them same projects, tryin to buy some weed or some X
But it ain't no
fiend
Rich kids crack jokes, on those who reside in the projects
But be in them same projects, tryin to buy some weed or some X
But it ain't no
a call, and maybe we'll hang out next week."
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by."
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care,
you can achieve, just look at me"
Against all odds
Though life is hard, we carry on
Living in the projects
Broke with no lights on
To all
While my story's a mind orgy
If he go seven thirty get bodied by nine forty
We fighting or we fucking better make up your mind shawty
City bumpy road how
tradition down in Texas
Roll Cadillac we don't fuck with no Lexus
Bitch by my side in my ride lookin' lovely
Pour up out the paint we ain't sippin' on no
see me dead
100 G's for the slugs dat enter my head
but I ain't scared though we leavin niggas stank
no limit niggas commin bustin in the fuckin tank
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
around me I can't peek at you
Got these blessings catch em all boy that's pikachu
Out the slime we was running with them big guys
Making moves ain't it
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
man try to front he get slugs in him
Because
He ain't a crook son (son)
He just a shook one (shook one)
We live the life that of diamonds and guns
Scared ass n****, don't reach for your waist or it's over
We make you a trend in a day
'Member days with my shoes in the sewer
Now my n***** just put
a tat at the mall
You starin at my Rolls' cold way to long
But I ain't scared of robbers, why I wear tephlon
I took her on the ave and she expect me
Beanie what's up Baby
what's Happening (Face)
Sigel
What ' bout to get off baby
We fittin' to get off
H4y yo what we goin to do on this
to take em back, on this one
We gon throw this back for P-A-T, and DJ Screw
Mafio and Gator, it's finna go down round here
You know we just getting started,
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