Lyrics:
projects thick
Don't come to my projects if you ain't with this clique
In my projects
Now let me tell you 'bout them kingpins
Droppin' Y2K Benz on them
projects thick
Don't come to my projects if you ain't with this clique
In my projects
Now let me tell you 'bout them kingpins
Droppin' Y2K Benz on them
get da cheese, dats by any means
If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign
Project Pat, from the southside, out here on the grind
While
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
[E.D.I Amin]
I speak
For all my n****z livin` in the rush
Slow it down just a notch baby
It`s goin` be alright, it`s goin` be alright
[2Pac +
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul,
[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my
Light up the broccoli kid
Throw the relish in my back pocket
Keep your eyes open, push your seat back, just flow
That's how we doing it
Bound by
Put two dollars in the air
For these two dollar
Put two dollars in the air
For these two dollar
Put two dollars in the air
For these two dollar
Put
a dollar
I don't want to go t county jail no more more more
(Project Pat)
Where is Project? Where is Project?
Here I go here I go
Suckas want to take me
I'm gutta just like Project Pat
Just like Project Pat
Got up in my bag and out my feelings now my pockets fat
I'm tryna touch these M's and all my
parts
Weed n dabs only I'm done with the narcs
Rather have 5 projects then 1 nice car
Only problem is where do I park
Garage is mess and it's filled up
All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
Let me see your
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
Million dollar project
How much can I tell you
How bad would you doubt it
Millions of dollars means millions of options
Surrounded by liars the only
bricka
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern
French braids gold teeth-a
I'm out here makin' sense
Plus I'm out here makin' dollars
I
Boy picture me com'n shining my motherfuckin' ass off
Nigga I'm com'n in a Ram on 19's
I don't want for nothin' livin' the million dollar dream
get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
[Project Pat]
Two weeks later, still knowin bout da
.Y.M.P, the realest, feel me
Educated, thug music niggas
This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project
Real shit, N.Y.M.P, the realest niggas
Marcy, Brooklyn,
B.G.)
Boy, picture me com'n, shining my motherfuckin ass off
Nigga I'm com'n in a Ram on 19's
I don't want for nothin, livin the million dollar
black-on-black 2G Cadillac
[Hook - Turk]
N****, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
N**** try to hit a hustle, they
cold
Beat that Ass up
Till yo bootyhole swole
I'm J-A-M-T-I-G-H-T 4 Life girl
you heard me
J.D & Project huh
Slim & D
Check this out
Verse 2: J.D
Now
Black hoods, cops 'n projects
sewers flooded with foul blockage
The gutter's wild and every child watches
Changin top locks with ripped off hinges
is my story man
Who would had tought that i would make it this far?
Nobody
M’te di’n les bons vins restent en France
-(Verse 2)-
M’te fè O2 ak
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