Lyrics:
of, my nigga you stay up
Locked down now the town gettin' my pay up
It's Project Pat, the haters scream, "Oh no"
Hypnotize stackin' money by the boat
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin' hotter
Life in the projects
Where grass is cheese and cheese is
girl we label as the project ho
Project ho, project ho, project ho
Project ho, project ho, project ho
If you looked half decent and you kicked it
the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds
[Chorus]
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin'
feel like project pat my shit been hard you niggas late
Damn bitch you stupid thick
Let's go get this bag
She stunning hard and all them hoes they
[Project Pat]
If you ain't from my hood
You can get the hell from 'round here
Cause me gon' smoke hydro
And we gon' drank beer
It ain't no mu'fuckin secret
(Project pat) man, I'm tired of this shit
You need to get yo shit, and get
(La Chat) Fuck you
You get yo muthafuckin shit
I don't give a fuck who
scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
[Project Pat]
The pain is what, I'll bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has
naw we ain't scared ho
(Project Pat)
The pain is what, I'll bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has flipped
(Uh-huh)
Livin' in the projects (Aye)
Livin' in the projects
Broke, with no lights on (And you was)
Livin' in the projects (Aye)
Livin' in the projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm
Of Ya Magazine
I Don't Need Ya Cover
To Smart To Starve, To Hard To Struggle
You Think That I Don't Know That
I Can Do It By Myself
You Think That I Don't
hard times
Duckin’ dodging’ them laws
Running from one time with a
Dirty rock in my draws
Now I’m pushing that car, life of a hood star
And when you
You heard of my set
I'm from the project
You know my mindset
And I'm so crazy, crazy
You know where I'm at
Straps, we got that
Ain't gon' never
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Hello, hello, hello?
[Boogelou] (talkin)
Pat, what's up man, what's up?
[Project Pat] (talkin)
Boogelou, what's up man?
Man
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
shootin AK's
You ain't safe around here or in the yard
Its everyman for himself nigga livin is hard
You see the cars, the bars, the ghetto super stars
Some
Nigga pop with the glock
In a pine fuckin' box
Don't you try to call the fuckin' cop
Cause a nigga ain't gonna stop
(Project Pat)
Shootin', cappin', jack
The D and D the spot, GD's! VL's!
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards
keep my ears to tha street
So hoe you watch what ya sayin
(Project Pat)
They lock me up just like Tupac
And I went platinum
Layed it down for a calendar
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
only hang with white boys that like black sluts
Tell them Plain Pat yo that track sucks
We ain't dissing you
But you in the position to play something
see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
(Project Pat
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