Lyrics:
these cats
I'm laughin' in '86 I balled like that
Honey catching feeling from sittin' in Maybachs
Cause her project hall is smelling like Ajax
That's
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
still got it covered like awnings
Sacrificing nights and mornings, that's the price I pay
This project Any Given Sunday, all it takes is some play
I'm
ain't one
Till he see that gun and
Realize nobody really love you
Like New York on VH1
I'm the ghetto experiment pop in at any son
Me and the project
Everybody wants the fortune and fame
The more things change, the more they stay the same
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta
nigga, dog
No industry, I'm in these streets
I'm a street nigga, dog
I'm a street nigga, dog
You a street nigga, just like me
I'm a street nigga, dog
I'm
cold
Bucket listing a thousand goals
Talking is cheap so we acting most
I'm the best and the worst of the threat to befall the industry folks
One day
the concept, respect the show
FUN FACT
These cats still waitin' off ma cum-back, these scumbags swangin' the project
Junglin' moped, travel in no men's land,
Industry's defying net
Get woke ppl
Our youth is dyin
Get woke gov
Our countries crying
Get woke world
We're tired of the lyin.
Bitches, not ladies
I mean
this!
Let?s take it to the projects?
[Chorus: 2x]
Its bone thug, we them bone thugs
Half of this industry swangin from our balls
Its bone thugs, mighty
Shoot to improve from project to project
But I can't help thinking, "Is all this hard work nonsense?"
Cause it's nice to say that money is no object
I only know how to speak the truth you know what I'm saying
So I got a little short joint Imma hit you with know what I'm saying and it basically
selection on lock
Deals and discounts to help all your projects pop
Head to Taft Industries, your one stop shop!
[CHORUS]
Taft Industries, the dopest place
house parties in the projects
We goin` all night
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I`m gonna buy me a gun
Then what`s next?
Food and Sex,
here we go)
(Jay)
A-baby when I rise well-a
(Alright)
I wish that joint was my worst album (What?)
Not like a bad album (Hm)
I wish that joint was
my crown
Call me King Dumb
I split apart the crowd
Where's my damn throne?
This industries full of clowns
Where'd they come from?
I'll turn this rap
in your jaw
Concussion in your scar
Want my diamond encrusted
bicuspids, that's all
Bam, you know we finna stay up Industry's about to pay up
Enemies,
Grrah, young nigga on some project shit
Young nigga on some project shit, ay
Quando Rondo nigga
Young nigga on some project shit, harder than
the south like BG
I got plans for the industry
But until then, I'm 'a be thuggin' behind the project buildin'
Smokin' that fire weed with the ghetto
'Cause I got a whole lotta hits and no tricks
Just a bass line, few snares, few kicks
Make the whole industry want to go and bit
I say you sit, we sit,
Chop Shop ft. Project Pat
INTRO
" ay man check this joint right here out,
man this joint cleaner than a man"
"oooh that joint bangin dog"
why they call a project a project, because its a project
An experiment, we're in it, only as objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
joint my joints so you know that I feel your pain
I used to see you every day, now it hurt, I don't see your face
If you was coach, I made the plays, we
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