Lyrics:
I'm surrounded by Benjamin's (blue faces)
Don't fall in love with them bitches
'Cause I know the nigga that's pimpin' them (I know 'em)
My plug is
the principle
I inspire revolution, the government's not invincible
Vietnam to Venezuela, trick knowledge they pimpin' you
All up in the hood, like McDonald's
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin', but you ain't original, no
You just shootin' everything and you pimpin' hoes
And to think you could hang with
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died
That's when my mama started gettin' high
My neighborhood was full of drive-by's, couldn't
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
the real Dill
Like my brother Tommy
We a couple rugrats
Ghetty green bitch
On some Project Pat shit
You waiting on a check
Cause they played you on your
There's sixteen ounces to every pound
Some shit is 'bout to go down
Got sixty-four of 'em
That's four of 'em, smoke somethin'
Burn it down, this shit
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
me out i been authentic aint no counterfit
Switching up the flow this off the dome cause i was meant for this
Banging old school project pat on my
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
the blood spilled to a minimum
When it really mattered though
If I can move on from this
The album's been a success
But we ain't done yet
We hittin
Shout out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in
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All of a sudden Dr. Dre is the G Thang
But on his old album cover he was a she-thang
So nigga please, nigga please, don't step to deez
payday
All of a sudden Dr. Dre is the G Thang
But on his old album cover he was a she-thang
So nigga please, nigga please, don't step to deez
So two hours later when the court gets dismissed
Last thing I need is gettin' dissed by these bitches
Out here begging me for some cheddar biscuits
I'm a dog, so you know it didn't last
Gotta keep 100 bitches in and
Out they back to back
'Cause pimpin' ain't easy but
It gotta be done by Curren$y
me on
I'm a project, lift me up
Pull me over, pat me down
I'm a object
But I'mma object, stick up
Till you put me down
Make a mess on your block wet
But when my tones in your
Face you say bye bye
Nigguhs love to see this hate on
The ten o clock news
Project pat got arrested by
Them boys in blues
He
that is
Uhh.. I'm lookin at the ladies
I'm thinkin if she was a car, she would be a Mercedes
I'm thinkin if she was Pat Benatar I could take her back
think that we would ever make it this big
Ending off the fixture
This project was the mixture
Of some lovely hot water
Steaming like a lovely sauna
This
but a nigga be pimpin
Choppa came outta my pocket, i keep me some metal on me i be feelin like tenten
Rocky a shiner, im really that nigga, i do
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