Lyrics:
can change ya world
Put this in your book ledger turning blue
This right here's for Project Blue this for all the one's that who
Follow their own
God
Oh shit, this project means the fuckin' world to me
I'm so, I'm so
Fuck it, Dan, go again
I'm so thankful that everybody listens to the album
If
some pitter pat
Sounds like silenced gats
Time to tip the babysitter
Kids all took a nap
Only hire heavy hitters
Leave your head in lap
Who do you think
that a shame!
A hollowed flame is burning somewhere else!
Not in this world!
Not in this dome
Somewhere in the dimensions we do not belong!
Do not
ya boy Project Pat tah
Nigga get yo head chump beans in a trap ah
Hustlin' with the best rock none stop
Drumma beat 'happenin fo' no reason
These guns
syzurr this that shit that got me dizz-ay
I don't do no whisk-ay
Robbing got me Risk-ay
Bett-ah make no Mistake
Gimme all the loot-ah
Get shot in
the realest, feel me
Educated, thug music niggas
This is Brooklyn, this is gangsta, this is project
Real shit, N.Y.M.P, the realest niggas
Marcy, Brooklyn,
to imagine that on day one of the class the teacher comes in and says
I know this is an algebra class, but I'm going to start with one plus one
And teach you
bout she want white cat
You know this my city nigga! (Ho you crazy) Pussy ass nigga
I got bass in the trunk, highs on the inside,
Marshmallow paint
[Hook]
Better wipe your tears away, better put your fear aside
Put one hand up in the sky, let me know if you down to ride
This one for those that
[Hook]
Better wipe your tears away, better put your fear aside
Put one hand up in the sky, let me know if you down to ride
This one for those that
nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch
We gon' fight up in this bitch
(Project Pat)
Swang a fist at ya bitch and I swear I'm crackin jaws
When
blind to these lies, they die younger
In this New World the Order slaughter men, women, and children
Ten feet gates surround the building keep us
visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & S.O.G
Lord Infamous and Crunchy Black got them gats to your back
Another sweet robbery another
some hoes from the club
Pulled up at the light, in benzo with rims
Now I'm act-in like, I'm holler-in at them
[Project Pat] Wussup with y'all? What
got shit
Before a nigga I ain't had shit
Man she only want me cuz I got kilos
36 hoes in the pyrex
I be going HAM in the project
Got a bad bitch with
My brothers talk money not Nonsense
Word to mommy
We stay in some fly shit
It's A blessing
Dont live in the Projects
Every night working Hard
we can take it however far
Flow and word schemes been God Given was never bought
This gon' be the last year my accounts is in the negative dawg
Last
Sweeney!
City on fire!
Rats in the grass
And the lunatics yelling in the streets!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks dancing!
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
This is gonna be me and my niggas
Holdin' triggers in our back bump
To take back what we once had
We don't give a damn about the enemies
Send they
six years later was handed sentence
'Round the same time is when you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?
dope around his set
Repeat 1
[Project Pat]
Breakin laws, glock in drawers, whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my fuckin nuts, while this tome
a .40 by my dick, just like sperm
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil, but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls,
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