Lyrics:
[Project Pat]
I been slanging on this blade hoping that I don't get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
couldn't ball, down
OF THOSE PICTURES OF you IN THOSE DIRTY ASS CLOTHES AND THINK WIOULD I BE IN DA SAME PLACE IF IT WASN'T FOR THESE FOLKS FAGET'S BUT NEWAYZ THE PROJECT PAT
gettin' they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one
MLK Boulevard
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX
Get
then I'm sailin
To a place where all you heard iz your vocab
Project Pat I'm on dis track goin up there
[Hook]
Pass me da muthafuckin blunt man
Hurry
Don't save her she don't wanna be saved
I'mma introduce me Project Pat I keep it real
I'mma introduce you you's a
Sucka faking deals
If you gonna let
MLK Boulevard
I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX
Get
betta give him the muthafuckin keys, he look serious"
"BITCH YOU A BANANA, BITCH YOU GONNA GET PEELED"
Gangsta Boo: call my nigga project pat,
dog i
that shit
What a rookie ass move, I turn around, catch the sack
Pat da cat, cruisin', barely loseing cherrys, thats what I'm chewin' up
Upon inside of my
doin' everything
So u kno wats happenin', there no need to pitty-pat
Dogg in this motherfucker, yeh I get da kitty-kat
Swervin' on da one-ten blowin'
gettin' they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one
in the house I can get you outside
I'm a load da pump up, lay down jump up
Surprise everybody fittin' to help me wit' my come up
Damn I done made,
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
muthafuckin' gooses outdoors
For all the streets, all the dusts in the streets
(Let me get a sip of that, let me get a sip of that)
Rusty projects and all that,
get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize Cat
Hurt me in my
Boy, it's 'bout to get real scary up in here
You got the original Break Da Laws up in here for you hos
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, weak niggaz
i'ma sho split it
(Project Pat) in Hollywood at the stop sign
Watchin out for one time
Clean on them things
Niggas hate cause I'm bout mine
I'm on that
up listening to Project Pat (Pat)
Dropping hits and selling bitches, my life like Hustle and Flow (Deejay)
Twenty pack of 'za, I got it off when I
Project Pat-a)
(Moet in my lap-a) Hold on
(Stayin on da grind, 'cause da loot gonna stack-a) Okay I'm ready
Who you need?
We just popped up on the scene
I
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects
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,
De-de-de-da-de-de-de-de-de-da-di-day
KRS-One comin' wit' the Tech and Sway
Yo, I rock up on the littlest set, and up on the biggest set
As ill as it gets, I still manage to wiggle
at all dem bubbles at da bottom
Project Rugrat, I'm where they slung at
Copped the ounce dime bag by my nutsack
8th-grade goonin', 9th-grade foolin'
, la-di-da, la-di-da)
Ill wishes comin' from the people you keep closest (ayy, ayy)
Ball like a ringer in that prep uniform ('form)
I guess that worked out
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