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Project Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
The motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, Indo G, its on.
You motherfucking hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!
first?
Who had the projects behind us, who bit it the worst?
We from the largest project, yo the biggest on earth
Queensbridge know they history, left
nigga
Made it to the top and I'm still one
Go and hit the weed, let her zone out
Keep a dime piece on the phone line
We could let a whole day go by
Took
lotta red, what these niggas gon' see
I need a new Glock cause it's left from the sea
If it wasn't for Pat, then where would I be
He posted my music, I
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (every project, come on, come on, Destiny's Child, ayy)
Boy, I know you want me, I can see it in your
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (every project, come on, come on, Destiny's Child, ayy)
Boy, I know you want me, I can see it in your
Bumping everything from project pat to dealer
It's truly disgusting the amount of money that we gross
Coast to coast, nationwide tour, then we hit the world
because I don't need that
OG gas bag 93 like where the seeds at?
Feel like Project Pat on the scene, bitch where the cheese at?
Where that cheese? I need
tell it by the odor, I keep that nino with the mac hid underneath the sofa, so if you ridin slngin tricks I suggest a coma, dem pussy niggaz want me dead
always keep it real
A lot of people fake you can tell just by the feel
Listen to your gut cause it do more than take a meal
Make a move take yo turn
Monday,
it ain't trickin if you got it dats wut I say, you say?
I say and wut I say goes
'Cause I'm a hood nigga,
I keep dat purt by the pound,
closet, I don't know what to wear (yeah!)
Bentley outside by the ice cream truck (truck)
Just ride through the hood, ask 'em if they seen Buck (Buck)
was giving us hell
All the OG's was hatin tryin hog all the sells
But the OG's started chosen
We busted the hood open
And my n****s they keep
a handgun, I'm strapped up
Kush blowing in my trap house, racked up
Project Pat and Juiceman
Stay with them pistols bruh
AK 45, pistol with the whistle bruh
Will the hood ever change, boi that's age old
You don't wanna know the answer, keep it case closed
You a lame, wouldn't make the first 48
I was in
Will the hood ever change, boi that's age old
You don't wanna know the answer, keep it case closed
You a lame, wouldn't make the first 48
I was in
at the project with a stack
Then I flipped it to a brick and then I did the Project Pat
Like, homie what's the problem?
Semi or revolve em
Catch a nigga with
my neck
Aquatic water dripping wet
So wet she gotta hold her breathe
I can't waste time cause it ain't none left
Im in the hood like ain't nothing left
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Wonabee wonabee
Everybody wonabee
Like a young G
Gold teeth, drinkin' Hennessy
Slang a ounce, to a bird
In the street, like
the closer that I get feel like Project Pat
Feel like Bobby, Whitney on them drugs talkin bout crack is whack
Baby want a three five for a dub, like, baby,
the trigga i figured you's a ho when
I first caught you slippin'
Fool it's Project Pat and I'm
Game for a killin' now thinkin' I'mma run
That's a stupid ass
they doin' bad
Every time we come outside, we say, "Look at they dirty ass."
He ain't worried 'bout it, he just keep his head up
And say, "One day, I'ma
knew shit was hurting (I knew it was hurting)
I’m tryna front all by myself I know real people just rare (real people just rare)
Yeah I can only keep
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day
Yo if it
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