Lyrics:
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
the wolves at? (What?)
You better bust that if you gon' pull that (come on)
What?
Where the f-in' hood at?
Yo, yo (it's all good)
For real (it's all
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
me?
Project Pat: i do crime anywhere,
and escape like a deamon, say what you want for the
cheese im your ?. saw the trick ride in his hood lookin
hood love, oh, oh, oh, hood love
Manio, I keep it all hood
And I will never change, never go Hollywood
Let it be understood that I'll be in the hood
Dance, Juicy J's her dad
I'm in the hood, like Project Pat
I'm sipping dat drank, that drank
Leave a nigga so low, low
I'm taking your bitch, like limbo
I
Aww Shit, Its Ya Nigga Man
Young Buck, Lets Take It To The Projects
Hey You Know What It Is, yeah
You Know What We Do Around Here Man
Cashville we
cause this tone s gonna back me
(Chorus x2)
(Project Pat)
Who tha buckest up in here Who tha buckest up in here
My nigga my hood so you cowards betta
protection for the boss
Rollin` in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless
Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin` it`s useless
And my crew, who could
Yeah this is my hood
If you ain't from there man it's all good
But you'll get shot down get it understood nigga
In my hood
I'm from the lo wind south
Yeah it's Project Pat up in this thang
Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin' a rip it like it's supposed to be flip
a outfit
stay at ya mammy house
and keep a smart mouth
its Project Memphis Tenn represent tha south
so pass tha dro-dro and we gone stay tickin
full
the white guts
I'm on the scene, drankin' lean, mixed with Spire in a plastic cup
I'm from the hood, call it North, where Project Pat went to jail and court
parts
Weed n dabs only I'm done with the narcs
Rather have 5 projects then 1 nice car
Only problem is where do I park
Garage is mess and it's filled up
in the hood all day)
I think I'm like the only, dog
That can go to the projects he grew up in by his self and be good (School Street)
Yeah, ask
will be in stores now
or in stores right after this or sometime close around this
Go get the project pat album that's in stores right now
Cooked by
this young one
Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from
Later shootin guns fantasizing
Fascinated by gold rope chains
Looking back at my hood
Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up
Buck 'em down, 'buck em down (Now that should be fun) (4X)
[Project Pat]
I'm
Humphey Bogartin' the whole country
Chunky women love Doc
(Projects) pump me like Pat
My pimp game is like rugby
Doctor, you know
New flow, new dough
yah that green then I'm wit it man
understand where I'm comin from, out the ghetto slum
Project Pat, Tear da Club up Thugs out here slangin
Yeah it's Project Pat in this thang
This goes out to all real niggas mane
You gettin' that money you gotta
Keep gettin' that cheese man
You know what
slug to your grill
You can feel this
Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me
Project Pat is down
But ain't no fuckin' damn fool
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