Lyrics:
the reason I been feelin' like I don't need no percs
Wanna stay home every night and fuck you 'til my bones hurt
And when you ain't by my side, that's when I
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
[Lil Wayne]
Squad up, squad up, fuck that nigga at the do`
Squad up, squad up, fuck that nigga at the back
Squad up, squad up, fuck y'all
[Lil
The
Lights" give it up for my nigga Kanye West
You know what I'm saying? Now Kanye
Y'all also don't know my
Man got skills, he's a rapper
He's on my projects
So
with constant movement
Influenced by music since a truant yo
This is how we do it yo
A'yo when I say pump that, y'all say shit up
Pump that! (Shit
2 weeks in the joint
Now the story you heard has one little object
Don't fuck with a bitch from the projects!
hoppers I met in high school
Y'all saved my life Thursday afternoons
(This goes out to)
Ghetto children, making codewords
In the projects around
listen
Well, you stupid fuck, look at you now (Y'all already know!)
(For real, y'all, back behind the wall again) (yeah, you know what it is)
(You know
BITCH YOU GONNc GET PEELE
Gangsta Boo:
Call my nigga project pat
Dog i got the ends, I need 20's navigation 500s benz
Real quick can I flip the script
I
We burnin' rubber, runnin' lights, we don't give a fuck
We on that laffy taffy, y'all niggas be smokin', babby
We custom fitted from our sneakers
One potato
Smack you like the crossfader
Rap data, goes back to pissy elevators
Escape the projects, livin' inside the skyscraper
Fuck that I'm
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
Yeah
Clear enough for ya? Yea right
Why you niggas look mad?
Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free!
Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay
bit
He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'
Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl
Sure, y'all
the game.. "Ready to Die"
Ready to hold heat.. drive-by with Rule
Poppin shots through the sun roof screamin' "Fuck You!"
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna
Posters on my wall of Project Pat
Others from Memphis too it was all a dream
White boys where I'm from mostly cynical
Hold onto my focus with a broken dream
any drugs sir searchin in my car
(Chorus x2)
(Project Pat)
Sugar me timba dog and blow me down
Pullin out tha tone tone and y'all don't make a sound
with the smoke Glock
Fleein' the murder scene, you know me well
From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y'all niggas know me
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
a sound
Breathe too fucking hard and you getting bust down
Yo, yo, y'all niggas wanna be killers? (Get at me, dog)
Y'all niggas wanna feel us? (Get
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "who is it?"
It's ice cube, come to pay a little visit
the suckin'?
Makin' me nut all over the motherfuckin' place
And then ya put it in ya mouth and even let it run in ya face
Boy god damn y'all some dirty ass
stretch marks and that cellulite
All this shit a' make a
Dollar in their proper places
I'm making big bass more loud in your faces
Ciroc by the cases
like that
How y'all feel?
How y'all feel? Y'all a'ight?
That's right, uh
And it's like that Plain Pat
Holla at me, man, E
Yeah
Okay, that's
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