Lyrics:
y'all know just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask
y'all know just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask
rap styles coming softer than a cats meow
Red laces, but booted like I'm Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by my cannibal from sac town
So relax
The Little D-A double-D why
The S-H-A-N-E, yes it's me
You better believe there's no comp and I'm certain
So if you try to battle me, then it's cur-tains
H-Town on the double
So I said it's time to hustle, got down with my brother C
Put together UGK and shit, the rest is history
We make hits by
Aight nigga, you already know what it is man
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp
dope he bought in H-Town
Couldn't sell in Houston, so I guess he figured
I'mma go to Port Arthur and run them fuckin niggaz
Brought his fuckin gun,
slug to your grill
You can feel this
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me
Project Pat is down
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool
We
just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask Reck and Noke
just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask Reck and Noke
liquor for your tears, and all these lost years
[Hook - 2x]
[H.A.W.K.]
Now time has gone by, and the years have passed
Trying to block you out of my
your elevator go up? (Nope) You ain't rap too tight
Right, you can tell me, G-H to O-S-T
Two hundred Bees'll get you killed by coke head Skeet
This is
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, back down, blackout
With a fat smile, I might react foul, so don't make this cat growl
I caught everybody when I
girl cause
Project F.L.I.G.H.T. about to walk through, yea (bout to, bout to walk thru)
Walked in with my niggas (my niggas)
And we lit like a wick
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
Aye can you throw on some shit my dad would listen to?
Just cause I love you, don't mean that I won't deceive you
Or be deceived by evil
I promise
niggas on the project
Shout out the one and only Quake Beats, aka Big Pat Raps
Shout out my nigga Mike from New Orleans
Shout out DV on the track
Shout
Ma, I'm sorry who the fuck I AM
I can't trust my fans
Out of luck, no constructive plans
My friends stay powdered up, I'm so drunk
Can't stand you
But I move low key, posted in the trap
Raw with the rap, to put my hood on the map
I'm a do this one for H.A.W.K., and his brother named Pat
And my
But I move low key, posted in the trap
Raw with the rap, to put my hood on the map
I'm a do this one for H.A.W.K., and his brother named Pat
And my
But I move low key, posted in the trap
Raw with the rap, to put my hood on the map
I'm a do this one for H.A.W.K., and his brother named Pat
And my
"120" Lyrics By Black Neldy
Intro
Yeeeeaaa!
Palm Beach is back nigga... (Huh)
Mr. Punchline is back nigga... (Huh)
Project Boyz, Si'l Pa Bèl Nou
to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever
We can buck it out til ???
Chorus-8x
(Project Pat)
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some
Big mo, project pat and the whole 3-6
Yea I know about them texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck
Think the xanax
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