Lyrics:
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
and couldn't hear my case
He said get out my face and musta had a grudge
His reply tell that bullshit to the judge
The girl I was with wasn't sayin nothin
I
Placed in the rear of ya ear
As I sit the next year
All y'all analong niggas fuck y'all we be digital
Shit is critical
Like the hallways in my projects
when they sip broma smoked cheeba
Took ??
This one is for my real mug mixers
Who get screwed up, my thick juice sippers
Shout out, to my man lil flip
think they can deal with this
And knock me out my rhythm, but I'm never gonna be the fuckin' victim
'Cause I'd rather be the suspect
Haven't I given them
From yo' ass I'm a pull a jack move
Niggas should've known dog
Project Pat don't give a fuck
[Chorus-1x]
the South get a pass in every section
And walk the projects with no protection
Be surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed
Considered to be a savior and not
Punch the data in ya mainframe
You want it all, I want the same thing
Strive to maintain, live out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't
grindin' hard to put my team on, get 'em out the projects
I want the whole fam put Supreme on, I don't care the cost is
And I'm not the ho by my street
for decision
My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out
We played hopscotch for a livin'
But that's def, that's just plain old def
It's funny how
on waist, but tell 'em, "They don't want my problems now"
We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop 'em, slime
Ain't goin' for shit
I
sayin my name
It be these ugly bitches fuckin
All these niggas for fame
A big mistake is when you fuck up
And you fuck with La Chat
Your ass is coward
the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, "Fuck the law," my life is lawless
That's what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this
talking)
They feeling some way
Pulled up on em and they couldn't relate (Who is you)
Fuck out my face
Pull up off on em' steady going my pace (You a problem)
Give a fuck how they feel
I'm a ride like a freighttrain
On ya rap lames
Screaming Bounty Hunters got the
Projects on my back, mane
You ain't gotta aks
this situation
For you end up Ricky Bobby burn ya ass up on the pavement
Fuck your wife take your son keep that nigga in my basement
You can get
momma she can suck a nigga dick!
Straight from the corna, the North is ma hood
I don rode on four flats and it's still all good.
Project Pat is outta
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
motherfuckin' bargin, yeah
Nigga try finesse me with the hard one
How the hell you rob the fuckin' robber?
Project Pat was always like a father figure
Skinny
that time to waste
And I thought I told you to get these fuckin' bums out my face (aight?)
Lookin' at you in your grill, it might be nice to cut
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale
I got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail
I fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy
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