Lyrics:
that P-A-T
Am I a player? Shit, up early in the mornig
Tryin to stack me up some paper
That Platinum Soul got me throwed, can't you see
]From these
that P-A-T
Am I a player? Shit, up early in the mornig
Tryin to stack me up some paper
That Platinum Soul got me throwed, can't you see
>From these
I remember all
All the fights we had
You'd slap my forehead
Say look at that
Say it was a roach
I'd hit you back
You stayed with us
By mawmaw Pat
we focused in the lab
Shorty hella bad hit it once, no strings attach
Making all that noise, that my dogg up in the back
That my dogg up in the back
it
Passing them in age I hope I don't become the ageless
See the dream's on us, there ain't no one to save us
It's our ego that hold us back from being
Don
Nigga, that's how I bet a thou
Project Poe, I'm the project hoe
That means, every-time I talk, the projects spoke
And we in the same struggle
Getti Green yeah I'm bumpin Project Pat
I make it back with these blocks I bring the projects back
So I can cop that black benz for them chicken heads
up in like 3 cars squad blazing bullets at ya hideout
Might be rocking sum g star tallie Finna back a couple 9s out
Put the game on restart I ain't
on properly?
You know, hittin' them kush ups
Puff, puff, pass, nigga project Pat
Nasty Man, Bun B, let's go
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff,
homage I'm not even polished
Been dropping knowledge on topics I see in my surroundings
Projects filled with ebonics only a few can process
Cause some will
residence
This beat is my therapist
I'm in the lab
you got a bag? Bring the motion through
Summertime by the ocean view
I Only break bread with a chosen few
residence
This beat is my therapist
I'm in the lab
you got a bag? Bring the motion through
Summertime by the ocean view
I Only break bread with a chosen few
on these suckers who got anna
Because I won't produce them a track
So I react by puttin' a bullet in they back
These niggas got problems, let it be known
Ho
I've been fucking busy
What the hell, you think I fell off?
(Think I fell off? Na)
I've been working on a plan in the lab
Say thank god
Thank God,
laugh
Step back in the lab
I want it I need it
The digital dash
Just last year
I was broke no cash
Just last year
I was broke no cash
I want it I
might hurt a bit)
But keep that money rollin' in,
'Cause Pat and naughty Jimbo
Can't get enough of it
Perhaps it's their idea
Of an Affirmative
me, Aquarius'Killa
That nigga I chop 'em Kenobi
Obi Wan, Star Wars
Killing these niggas im hard-core
Project to Pat, Nigga it's back
Denzel the Curry
you prayin' for a new religion
Murk you in the kitchen by the stoves
Step over the body, do the dishes
Bitch, my mama ain’t raise no bitch
Me and my
that's where I used to get them sacks off
But now I got platinum plaques in the back of the 'bach
And I'm back with Dre again
Aftermath, We The Best
Me
If I'm passing man just know that I lead
I'm locked in the lab like I'm goin spike lee
If you still don't believe don't come by me
Bond over hate
and it's clever
I make it simple easy easy I do this for pleasure
Fell behind but I come back i get better and better
Like Dominique in 92 to your Achilles
route
A different path to happiness and all that
The names Pats so fall back or get whacked
I ain't hard like that but you bet your little ass that I
bitches
Project Pat light the fuckin' track up for these hoes mayne
Hen-hen-O-Sin make a playa sin, mix it in with that white and gin
Here we go again,
They play me, they blind you
Somebody find you, my niggas out here (We out here)
Sell my dope in the back of the projects, nigga, that's Boosie spot
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