Lyrics:
Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave niggas
My Fulton Street niggas (hardcore for ninety-six)
Dangerous MC's
Uhh (check it out) uhh
Diamonds
the holy ghost, baby, I'm a street preacher
And bitch, I got a family, ain't no deals on none of my features
But I made a K by myself, so I cake in
and please don't stop
'Cause I'm MC Spoonie Gee, want to hit the top
And young ladies, rock on
Say I was drivin' down the street on a stormy night
Say up
stop
Cause I'm mc Spoonie gee, wanna hit the top
And young ladies, rock on
Say I was drivin' down the street on a stormy night
Say up ahead there
Uh huh speaking facts, nigga, gang
My gang or no game
Hitch Village Projects
(Bitch, I'm dyin' 'bout that)
Nigga say he in the streets
(He lyin'
I be's the block (partner let me upgrade you)
I hear you be the block, but I'm the lights that keep the streets on
Notice you the type, that like
I be's the block (partner let me upgrade you)
I hear you be the block, but I'm the lights that keep the streets on
Notice you the type, that like
In the streets of New York
Niggas shit on they fam
Credit card scams
Snitch on they mans
In the streets of New York
Niggas fronting on the gram
Bite
Going stupid dumb super stupid crazy I need a spiral lady
I be to myself a lot I barely trust the streets they crazy
Come be my peace I feel a lotta
Michael Jordans i prolly made The candy lady rich cus saving Wasn't important broke in a House at eleven bruh i been Watching one wait til they leave Hit da
I hear you be the block, but I'm the lights that keeps the streets on
Notice you the type that like to keep them on a leash though
I'm known
when I'm awake, but he shows up when I sleep
I can't believe that there's a nightmare, on my street!
It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right
the hottest so the
Hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana, roger that
I'm a self made man, self made man
I'm
to fade but they can't cause we're strong
I am the product of guys like Playa Flys Project Pat Gangsta Blac
The legend Lady J and La Chat
Skinny pimp
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
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?
Project Pat a nigga that's down for his crown man
If your ass step I'ma be downtown man
4th floor bound man that's
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
we'll hang out next week
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care, guy!"
He got mad,
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' fuckin' wet, hoe, soakin' fuckin' wet
Project Pat
Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
Chamillitary S U C mix
like pancake-ahh
Foldin' my cheese like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern, French braids,
like pancake-ahh
Foldin' my cheese like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ter
Attracted to dime pieces
I'm dirty southern, French braids,
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
You hoes fade in the background
You better check my background
Like project pat lay smack down
You weak ass hoe's don't come round
Don't make false move
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