Lyrics:
much respect
Truck my Rolex when I cruise the projects
A fly brother that is hard to figure
I punch hos and I smack up niggers
Because I'm a pimp
the blood spilled to a minimum
When it really mattered though
If I can move on from this
The album's been a success
But we ain't done yet
We hittin
and winning Oscars
Yeah, 365 Mafia, Project Pat, Lyfe Jennings
If you can believe, you can achieve every damn bug
'Round us a good day, yeah
Seventeen years
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
Album 'Ghetto Fabolous' is being bumped at hooky parties
And street corners cyphers throughout the projects
As well as in gated suburban communities
me on
I'm a project, lift me up
Pull me over, pat me down
I'm a object
But I'mma object, stick up
Till you put me down
Make a mess on your block wet
North!" (Mimo)
Mimo jako Project Pat, mimo jako 8Ball
Punch odpálím jako smeč, mohl bych hrát baseball
Dostal jsem slevu na swag, nejde prcat se mnou
Si
Throwin' joints, blowin' like a cool breeze
Swimmin' in, I lift on juice, I wax M.C.'s
These hoes go frontin' on my Jimmy
I smack 'em on the back, sit 'em
Throwin' joints, blowin' like a cool breeze
Swimmin' in, I lift on juice, I wax M.C.'s
These hoes go frontin' on my Jimmy
I smack 'em on the back, sit 'em
talking}
Project Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
The motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, Indo G, its on.
You motherfucking hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!
like me to get your game like that
Young nigga, you could get a smack for that
I'm that nigga who brought the afro back
And pat your back and then I
vision is white and jet black, bet that
Crawl through the city, got my macpac, smoking on loud, yeah in my zone
Y'all be talking some smack, your boy can
vision
Is white and jet black, bet that
Crawl through the city, got my
Macpac, smoking on loud, yeah in my zone
Y'all be talking some smack, your
Boy can
think you get the money when you go down there
I give you kisses for your lips when you blow down there
Girl let me smack that ass
Smack Smack that ass
Metal Gear Solid
Panorama, round the globe
Motherfuckers imbeciles
Project Pat with Ghetty Green
Just get me girls, wine, cheese and dope
Pick me up
When
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
but I only heard it once.
Ayy, Think I got a hunch, checkpoint 20 grams, sewed into the scrunch,
yeah when I sat down swear I heard a crunch, ocular pat
On and on and on and on and on and on and
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker
We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
stamps
Projects' like boot camps
Wit generals cookin' chemical warfare
Ki's to a mayor, I ain't seen ya ass in four years
The law bears down
when they see me
Badder than a mothafucka (you bad, huh?)
I'm the baddest you done seen and you ain't gotta tell me
Project Pat-ah, the Mad Hatt-ah
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
is it?
You, you, you can look up, I never come down
I tap dance on the clouds
Yeah, I keep it plainer than Pat, dog
So plain it's almost like I don't
and thank you Wes
I’ve had friends in the past but you guys are the best
No matter how much shit, always stuck by my side
Through the mud, through the egg,
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