Lyrics:
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Wonabee wonabee
Everybody wonabee
Like a young G
Gold teeth, drinkin' Hennessy
Slang a ounce, to a bird
In the street, like
they doin' bad
Every time we come outside, we say, "Look at they dirty ass."
He ain't worried 'bout it, he just keep his head up
And say, "One day, I'ma
the trigga i figured you's a ho when
I first caught you slippin'
Fool it's Project Pat and I'm
Game for a killin' now thinkin' I'mma run
That's a stupid ass
the closer that I get feel like Project Pat
Feel like Bobby, Whitney on them drugs talkin bout crack is whack
Baby want a three five for a dub, like, baby,
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day
Yo if it
knew shit was hurting (I knew it was hurting)
I’m tryna front all by myself I know real people just rare (real people just rare)
Yeah I can only keep
to the Wheel of Fortune where Pat don't Sajak
Bring it to these cats often, the biggest payback
is when I condemn men, to purgatory
Stick a pen, do
and grams
Straight up and down, it's all good
Peace to them check cashin', chain snatchin', gun flashin'
Niggas in the hoods bubblin' goods
Analyze
and grams
Straight up and down, it's all good
Peace to them check cashin', chain snatchin', gun flashin'
Niggas in the hoods bubblin' goods
Analyze
the track down pause
Stop playin' man bring it back down
Crates, I keep the pump out
Park the V jump out when I need to dump out
Cain, y'all don't know
get bad
Especially come the first and the fifteenth
So no matter how hard it
Get, stick you chest out, keep your head up
And handle it! Hold on
I'll
chasin' me down
And facin' me now, what do I do?
These things that a thug goes through
And still I rise, so keep your head up
And make your mind strong
It's
It never shines in the ghetto
It always rains in the hood
Nigga, if you came from the hood
Then you probably gon' stay in the hood
Niggas get
hide your bait
Cause all my heat stay dirty like a project vent
Whoa, on the lowdown bring the hook it's about to go down, ladies!!!!
[Chorus]
If you
first?
Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?
We from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth
Queensbridge know they history, left
one
She done fell in love with a hood nigga
Made it to the top and I'm still one
Go and hit the weed, let her zone out
Keep a dime piece on the phone
Grab the nine, wanna make change
Suckers lay it down, Project Pat and them Three 6 niggas who get down
'Bout that loot, let the bullets shoot - get
be weary, watch for caution, yo be warned
By Dre and out the project born
Capable in any and every
Cause yo I get heavy, when introduced to a medly
Say your soul crack, my world amphetamines
You projects ain’t it, I live in the hood
You living to keep warm
I’m living to pay rent i paid my way
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track
husband & fathers & some of us don't love ourselves
Only in the hood I can't deny
two broke as a couple surviving by love
& won't let it Die.
Caught 5 bodies by the same group homie wife's her don't you save her
Making projects in the projects countless hood stories
Why the toxic things in life
me the gun, I'll tie it to a brick and throw it in the river
Make sure it sinks to the bottom
Outsmart police, snuck you out the projects, we got 'em
catch the hottest
My little cousin bubble swatches and carry a couple oxes
Keep a deuce deuce by his ankle and get it poppin'
You know, we be the boys
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