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off your shoulders

(Project Pat)
Mister murderer robbers
Niggas with some charges
You fake mothafuckas
We gonna finish what you started
Yo heart is
will be in stores now 
or in stores right after this or sometime close around this
Go get the project pat album that's in stores right now
Cooked by
on the wall

Before you talk some old muthafuckin' shit
Bitch, it's whatever nigga, we in this muthafucka
For the 9-9, 9's to your head ho
(Mafia, mafia,
in it represent it

Ya'll boys, ya'll boys ain't ready for us
Project Pat, Noreaga, D.J. Paul, Juicy "J"
Hypnotize Minds in here, like this
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul,
Smokes on pizurp, we sipz on syzurp
Get it by the 8, by the pint or by the kizurp
Some might take ya high or a down or a bizurp
Whatever you can stand,
[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,
exclusive
Honorable mention fuck with Knitty, G O and Twin
Y'all some dead niggas

Hustle and rob
We Infamous mob nigga
That's my word to god
We
peers that's when the man formed
In the projects, we used to beef with each other
'Cause our fuckin parents were too ignorant to each us better
I had
to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever 
We can buck it out til ???

Chorus-8x

(Project Pat) 
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some
this joint I appreciate you
We 4 projects in, a whole lot more to go
Thanks for all the support for riding out wit ya nigga
Despite what you may think
talking}
Project Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
The motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, Indo G, its on.
You motherfucking hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!
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'm ready and I'm willin
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
Blast and rotate enemies at three buck sixty
Pick me, as your Senator
Take the dove from your battlefield son, fuck Pat Benatar
Run, head for the hills
or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we
slug to your grill 
You can feel this 
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me 
Project Pat is down 
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool 
We
Runnin up on niggas for butter lovers, or whatever
Can't take it for hoppers cockers, by watchin cops and robbers
But kid it's, kinda fittest, quit this,
awakened
in a Beamer Station Wagon with massive gleamin' bracelets
after years of bein' patient
sheddin' tears and beatin' cases
I'm ready for whatever yo
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
don't really really want that (say what?)
And for whatever muthafucka, don't like it (say what?)
Tell that sucka he can get back (say what?)
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, guy!"
He got mad,
Mobb is rough 
nigga, what! 
[Twin] 
We true to be 
snake niggas for eternity 
Mobb family 
murder thee 
if it's meant to be 
trife casualty 
got
have her ass pumpin like the dope in the projects
I'm still in these streets like I ain't even hot yet
I do it for the hood like I can't even stop yet
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,