Lyrics:
vegetables
Right by the Gucci I keep a Barreta tucked
No you cannot get ahead of em
Double up (Double up)
I ran that money up
I did whatever to see myself
Steve, Big Hawk, and Fat Pat
When you cross yo'best bet is to back back
Mo City, Texas will open up yo back
Where the killers get killed and the jackers
[DJ Paul, Project Pat, Juicy J. (Chorus x4)]
Pure Anna for you hoes, Pure Anna for you hoes,
With the - with the hollow-point shells, man,
Man,
more
He was suddenly struck by a car that couldn't cease to go
Life claimed on Valentine's Day 2K0
Through their first project arrived in the darkest
But Imma do whatever it takes so let's go
Let's go to the projects, let's go to the moon
Shout to Aes Rock for calling out my spoons
Shout to hip
advise you niggas (don't fuck with me)
[Project Pat]
Real players like to smoke a
Stroke a offa in her throat
Bend over let me poke her
Don't take me for
[Project Pat]
I been slanging on this blade hoping that I don't get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
couldn't ball, down
i'ma sho split it
(Project Pat) in Hollywood at the stop sign
Watchin out for one time
Clean on them things
Niggas hate cause I'm bout mine
I'm on that
[Fat Pat (Spoken)]
Say, fool, every time I turn around this girl steady lookin me in my
Eyes...What's the deal? You think she wanna hit it up?
Why
Travel all the way down to your leg
Ayo, it's Hell on Earth
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
And the enemy is one-time
I
for props, tell your pops call the cops
See now I'm on the run, but still havin' fun
Livin' by the MAC, my gear is all black
I keep killin', because
for props, tell your pops call the cops
See now I'm on the run, but still havin' fun
Livin' by the MAC, my gear is all black
I keep killin', because
I got them rocks to get you high but you twenty short
A newport is all I can give ya' player
So push on project pat ain't no perpetrater
A project minded individual, criminal tactics
Us black kids born with birth defects, we hyperactive
Mentally sex-crazed, dysfunctional, they describe us
And like that
We gone
It's been a pleasure
Coke Boys 6
Legendary, DJ Drama
Started from the bottom, came from the projects
Sawed it with
write
(Oh) Never I write, but, if, ever I write
I need the space to say whatever I like, now just
(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh
write
(Oh) Never I write, but, if, ever I write
I need the space to say whatever I like, now just
(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh
I'll be back
Right where your at
Money on by
I'll roll high and sell your land
Seeing two wolves
Pickin' which we feeding last
I've been petty and pride
Written by Jeff Coleman
Droning on and then it hits me
Fire’s hot to sear
Fight through another downfall
Succumb to fear
Whatever finds its way
fortunes
Importing weapons
Put it on my beltings
Welp in your skeleton
Like a wicked witch
? ? ? ? see them bail
{project pat}
Be the next nigga to fall
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
women and children killed by the police and shit
Niggas ain't gon' forget that, you know what I mean?
Yo, what this war just show me is like, whatever you
[Fat Pat (Spoken)]
Say, fool, every time I turn around this girl steady lookin me in my
Eyes...What's the deal? You think she wanna hit it up?
Why
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