Lyrics:
kujo know they come to snatch the whole plate
God go strike you if you keep up all that rap cap
Ratchet bitch hair itch project pat don’t scratch it
Out
Me and my niggas chillin waitin on this bitch
Heard a knock at the do'
Come on in ho
I know you wit that train shit, the bitch said for sho'
Pat
And it's so tiny, yet you're so fucking huge
By the end of the night
You're gonna be puking in your shoes
Take my word, they fuck me up
And have me wiggin
the hobby mane
And lil Don is insane
This ain't no game nigga
How in the fuck you figga
You try punkin' us you'll feel the blast out my trigga
Straight out
Houdini
Eat blue meanie
Tripping from the fact
Chance is teeny
Like linguini
It's skinny not fat
Yo where my backup at?
I hear some chitter chat
Followed by
prob, it's simple
Holla out the window it's the project nympho
Fuck my whole crew, you know how we do
You got that good pussy I can share with my peoples
Karma Fisker (skirr, Fisker?)
Young nigga get witcha, yes, I'm tha Flippa
Yes I will flip ya
Shout out my big bruh Dwayne Bowe
Who stay ten toes
Might
a hundred M's before you touch your first ticket
Multi-million dollar nigga in the projects (in the projects)
I'll bust this bitch down, yeah, this my
a real studio in LA so
I saved up money doing Sheetrocking
And I drove out with my
Girlfriend at the time i
Was only supposed to be there for six weeks i
with my young niggas
Project Pat, in the bank with them skis on triggers
Real killers roll round here, lookin for some prey
Low key behind tinted
for decision
My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out
We played hopscotch for a livin'
But that's def, that's just plain old def
It's funny how
[Intro:]
Straight out of QB niggas
This is nas, lo
With my braveheart niggas
Jungle, wiz and horse
fuckin with these cash money millionaires
so what
sealed in
The projects, lifeless like a Vietnam vet
Constant war, sever threats of enemy conquest
Crooked cops comb my building complex that's in
But Imma do whatever it takes so let's go
Let's go to the projects, let's go to the moon
Shout to Aes Rock for calling out my spoons
Shout to hip
Dado baby
Seven Nine 4 Pockets
Yeah
Straight out the projects
I came from nothing so I spent
A lot on my watches these bitches be jockin'
I got 'em
What the hell you smoking? What the fuck possessed you
To come out your face, now I have to wet you
Throw on my Timbs, black mask and black serpent
niggas and they got my god damn back
Bitch you betta find some trip that's wid that motherfuckin' junk
Tryna fuck wid me and I'ma shoot this A-K pump
I
a pimp), slap the ho
Smoking on the dro, Young JR Ewing
Pimpin' for my paper and I'm looking for the chewin'
Bitch, I got to do what the fuck I got
a pimp), slap the ho
Smoking on the dro, Young JR Ewing
Pimpin' for my paper and I'm looking for the chewin'
Bitch, I got to do what the fuck I got
(attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck
no Ls (Fuck)
Had to hit up project pat
For a verse
20 20 feelin blessed
I ain't cursed
Yeah I hit em with the truth
Cause its hurts
Gettin
bitch that's foreign
Fuck my other bitch she borin'
My gold twenty- four karats
If it ain't a nigga won't wear it
Tell her roll your own weed I ain't
that time to waste
And I thought I told you to get these fuckin' bums out my face (aight?)
Lookin' at you in your grill, it might be nice to cut
fuck by tonight
She like “Veno you cold” started rolling her eyes
Whipped it out, started sucking my dick with some ice
All my niggas slang fire cuz you
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