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Shouldna stepped to me at all

You weak busta!

[Project Pat]

A mistaken ID

Wanna put me in the po-key

'cause I'm on parole

Police swearing that they

the newest Mozzie (the newest)
I been in the lab wit' Nas, been in the stu' wit' Mozzy (my niggas)
Soon as he got back from the D.R., I made a move wit'

Ghetty Green

Project Pat

Ghetty Green

1999

Man, Project Pat in the house 
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money 
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot 
Better

alone now 
My ex DM'ing me to ask me how it's going down
I'm in the lab tryna formulate my own sound
Four baby daddies got her thinking her dreams gone

The signal light shone green, I wondered could I change the gels 
Pat said that's a sure way to get locked in separate cells

If I must choose a life of crime,

Project Pat yo boy Juicy J
You'll never be a G, You'll never be a G

I done sold them grams rob niggas for cash
I done bust that thompa on plenty

a lab
But you couldn't grow a conscience
With all the organs you harvest
You still got more of
A hole in your heart than Tony Stark does
Your

We Hustle

Juvenile

I Got That Work [Clean]

2000

he's straight
The only n**** out the project Magnolia with weight

[Hook - Turk]
N****, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in

Ugh
Hey yo, the pen hit the pad after I hit me a dab
Always up in the lab, homie just add up the math
I'm made to rock the mic every day of my life

Menensky Mobbin'

Bizzy Bone

Heaven'z Movie

1998

(Menensky!) mobbin' 
Watts niggas with problems 
And the ?? thugs are from the projects 
smokin' chronic with love with the gun in the glove 
Nigga run, nigga

weighed on my brain in the way back
Before music was made in the Maybach and Drake's tats
I would harbor a starving for stardom
Convinced that Lil Bow Wow

Night the City Cried

U-God

Golden Arms Redemption

1999

Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix 
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation

a dream in my grip like a hang glider

This is where I bring it all back with the heat of a thousand suns
This is where I let it relapse past the rain

back
Gotta keep it natural
True to the source blast off with some sassafras
Pat me on the backside
I'll remember that
It's an oracle
Omen radical
Now

the perfect specimen for my personal projects
It appears you will do perfectly
Would you like to come with me to my lab

Oh I guess that's cool
Indeed and I

Ima start this one like
Fuck your vaccines
All the diseases you've
Made in your labs
And the boats that your Ancestors came on

Tried to wipe us out

remember strugglin way back when
But now I lay back in Maybach Benz
Eighteens in the trunk with bass packed in
He's real he is not one
Of these fake black

for photo class, slick talk, that's their escape plan
The cop calls it in and gives a piss poor pat down
He detains them for back up to emerge from

Cut Cold Air
Voltage Maybe I should try out for
A professional team and this sectional
Seam so what? Lab Rat Alarm time to take breaks
Back to the store

a beretta 
Need y'all to run it back, boo, where the dollars at?
When I'm off that liquor, I feel like I'm Project Pat 
Bitch, you really, really wack,

to back, it's no wonder that
It's no fun to Pat, it's too simple
Drunk on the Jack, I'm too nimble
Too quick, stupid
If you can convince me you sick
I

This Is Personal

Gangsta Boo

Enquiring Minds

1998

a watch out on your car
If you open up a door or bump, I'll blow your ass to mars

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[project pat]
Nicky nack, patty wack, slap a chick in

[Project Pat]
I been slanging on this blade hoping that I don't get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
couldn't ball, down

stackin'
Me and my homies tossed your gal
She was a fake ho
Pat I'm on the bread like last year
Nigga know the bizness
Project in this motherfucker
Stacking