Lyrics:
Hypnotize Minds Productions
Presents
(Yeah) New Project Pat
Project Pat
It's goin' down
Aah
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
talking}
Project Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
The motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, Indo G, its on.
You motherfucking hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!
1]
Yo we project living
With plastic on the furniture,
Little n****z coming up will
Fucking try to murda ya
The D's not out so the coast is clear
But
On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
the bitch to EverGreen
throw em in da bayou
call my niggas
D and Blue
Project Pat y'all know what to do
creep through the streets
with them thangs
when I ran around the corner by Pat house
Now they got my fuckin' boy on the corner
And if I spray the tec, best believe my boy's a goner
Yellin' down
in the stash, scandels in the dash
Radar detectors, troopers can't find us
We bubbled down ATL and hit the 'Linas
Then get clubbed with some
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,
on the block with a knot in ya sock and don't glock
Without making by way to getting got or get shot
Oh no
If ya scared to represent ya ghetto
Then don't
them candy paints
Chrome Dayton's, 12 pack of 12s in the seven trey
Still hustle everyday, Dade County be the place
Get murdered for a burger with
rock
Get you a saucer the razor go chop
Get you a Glock and invest in a block
Set up ya shop, dare 'em to pop
Fucked by the cop, jacked his ass with
the down payment
You talking all that Jazz
Get yourself
Mutilated
Gorilla pimpin is an all season sport ( season sport )
I learned that from
Project pat
cheques
Groupie sex, gotta stay wrapped and protected
The name's Pats, better learn to respect it
You couldn't project this upward trajectory
I'm spittin'
the Wraith
3rd chain on to get her naked
I'ma poster child for the hustle
You a poser child for them bustas
Game up for grabs, I'ma take it
Try to stay
No cap
No rap cap
No rap cap
Came a long way from the projects (Poppin')
Now it's time to get the profits (Mazy)
True story no cap (Skrr)
Now I pay
bootlegged it, we couldn't afford it
'Cause in the PJ's we undergroudn like black markets
The 'P' stand for public housing
The 'R' is for respect that ya get
night, I was in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin' about project pat, and what the fuckin jury said
Givin' him what they gave him, then they put him in handcuffs
we get ya
It's the biggest mamma showin love to my sons and brothers
And we gon blow the roof right off this muthafucka
For the niggaz ridin with
Get rich or die trying
Fuck a 9-5
I was working 9-9
Just to get by
I been on the grind
Lot of m's on my mind
No stopping now
My ambitions
Got me
[Chorus - Project Pat]
In the hood stackin funds
Got me feelin real pimpish
Purple kush in my lungs
Got me feelin real pimpish
Got carrots in
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
choppaz chop
Standin tall as city hall
Get on his CD nigga naw
Weirdos I can't fuck with ya'll
Meek in his bag nigga I'm in da broad
My young bulls clap
block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
That's
better check yourself
'Fore you end up getting beat the fuck
Up 'round here you can thank yourself
I get this money tell them my hustle
Everything flexing
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