Lyrics:
jacked Project Pat
never fake the deal all about a meal
keep a strap for the wolf pack out here trying to steal
cause I still think some of y'all
want
made me
Keep it 18, that's how my uncle raised me
Fuck a day care, I'm that project baby
In the strip club and I ain't even 18
Got a 9 with the beam,
for the big stacks
And the big act, now I got the big gat
Click clack, uh
Since day one, been in a ditch
Kin with a snitch
Now I'm in the pen in
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his f-in' self and be good (good)
Yeah, ask n- on my projects (yo, Y.O.)
When
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love
the blue bills it match the denim
I got this dope ass fade and line up 'round the projects
By Triple H he got heroin hard and haircuts
Dog food (this shit
(dog in the hood)
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his fuckin' self and be good (good)
Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my
Man, Project Pat in the house
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot
Better
and
You know we runnin things
Everybody raise ya thumb
Everybody show your gang
March in a circle man
Muscle up until you strain
Project Pat and Juicy J
Clothes never bummy
Satin to the silks, I'm icy when it's sunny
Look around: we the largest in the game
All them other boys targets and
I'm flawless with
Clothes never bummy
Satin to the silks, I'm icy when it's sunny
Look around: we the largest in the game
All them other boys targets and
I'm flawless with
fuck witcha, witcha, witcha (I fuck with me too, ha)
Ooh, I fuck witcha, witchu, witchu
He said he loves me 'cause I'm loyal, loyal ('cause you're
got caught with vals, A-CRACK-A-LACK-A-LACK!!!
Now I'm upset, I get back to the projects
First one I blast was a usual suspect, a fiend
In
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,
She's in love with a hustla
She don't be messing with them suckas
Looking so good, little tight jeans on and g-string on
And I know that she be
girl but i f**k the hoochies huh
All the strippers at The Alibi know me huh
By Renees hittin plays in my rental huh
Yea thats Rocky on that f****n
with me
I've got a big house in the mountains lets go
And I've even got a stripper pole
Excuse me miss somebody says you're looking for me, girl here
here we go
Just give me my dough and do
The show then I'm outtie yo!
Runnin' in the back seat
Sippin' on the Guinness
Fuckin' with a MAC-10 ready to be
I'm already paid (haha, paid, yeah)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (woo, she's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's gettin' ugly
sublime, you get blessed with every line
I'm in touch with every shrine from Japan to Oaxaca
The melanated carbon-dated phantom of the chakras
Me
Fat black always strapped
Mouth full of golds like project pat
Gettin to the money hoe I always do that
Gettin to the money hoe I always do that
Fat
'86 in a Le Tigre short sleeves
Lees, flip the cuffs up, gettin' fucked up
From Old E, Fresh Fest, niggas got hurt
100 niggas rush the door with
timing
I'm a Top Dawg i love this feeling
Make a killing when I'm on tour
All my life surrounded by negativity
Jealousy through the midst of it all
This
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