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ain't it man? (Ain't it man?)
It's hard to set up shop here, ain't it man?
(Ain't it man?)
This one gone knock here, ain't it man?
(Ain't it man?)
Cash

We can get gangsta if y'all take it to that
Y'all niggas ain't no killers y'all niggas some rats
East East we ain't scared hoe we feeling like pat

getting to my feelin
Life shit gets so hard
I be feeling like I'm dreaming
You know how we came
Left some cash in the ceiling
Came up by myself
Had to give

Posse Song

Project Pat

Layin' da Smack Down

2002

muhfuckin' wig
Split, talkin' all that muhfuckin' pussy hoe ass shit nigga
We ain't playin' with none of you hoez
Y'all know who I'm talkin' about fuck you

Hard, Ain't It Hard

The Kingston Trio

Early American Heroes

1984

Oh, well, it's hard, ain't it hard, ain't it hard? (oh, yes)
To love one who never did love you
Oh, well, it's hard, ain't it hard, ain't it hard

a life taker

Went fishing for some thots 
And I caught your girl 

Consider it a favor 
Project Pat said don’t save her

You accepted what she was 

But

Gangsta Niggaz

Three 6 Mafia

Choices: The Album

2001

better act like enough
Just because he just a lemon he a act like he us
Fallen weak for chicken women nigga act like you rough

(Chorus)

(Project Pat

face
"How he gone behave? Now why's
He in a craze?"
Look bitch, it's a free world
What you want me to say?
I apologize if you feeling sodomized
By

Sweet Robbery

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez [Hypnotize Minds]

1995

visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & S.O.G
Lord Infamous and Crunchy Black got them gats to your back
Another sweet robbery another

Keep My Name Out Yo Mouth Lyrics

Keep my name out yo mouth cause you don't
Kno what the fuck you talkin bout (sker)

(Project Pat) need to stay up

beats at the red light, oh boy
It ain't f'you so the windows rolled up tight ain't no siree
Ain't even looking atcha my keen focus is on honing this

ain't too much stuff (jam)
It ain't
Don't you (hoo-hoo)
It ain't too much for me to
Jam (hoo)

It ain't too hard for me to jam
It ain't too hard

Now fuck all these rapping you know I ain't capping when I told you I popped a pill for the pain.
I came from the projects but still taking risks
Don't

Where the Hood At [Radio Edit]

DMX

Grand Champ [Clean]

2003

they all hard-headed, but I ain't got the patience (aight?)
Don't want me havin' no patience, turn into more patients
More trips to ICU 'cause I see

Reason

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?

By the time

if it's on then its on G
Ain't nobody tryna sound hard on a song G
Let it off ain't nobody bouta count to 3
Got some homies that ain't never ducking

a beretta 
Need y'all to run it back, boo, where the dollars at?
When I'm off that liquor, I feel like I'm Project Pat 
Bitch, you really, really wack,

pulled down by crabs
In a barrel that's doing bad, and they feeling nauseous
I ain't quit a damn thing, king I reinforced it
Look at me now, stepping

through his head
We bike to class in the autumn rain
He tells me that he's fine but I know he's in pain
Pat I miss you dude it's so hard to say goodbye
In

ain't too much stuff (jam)
It ain't
Don't you (hoo-hoo)
It ain't too much for me to
Jam (hoo)

It ain't too hard for me to jam
It ain't too hard

you ain't ever gonna jack the sound (Nope)
It's too original, a science how I have it down (Yeah)
Down pat, baby
I can see right through the praise from

Drug extortion to child abortion sex trafficking or whatevers worth it
Money still ain't change me, I've been the same
You still a lame
Got my own flow

you prayin' for a new religion
Murk you in the kitchen by the stoves
Step over the body, do the dishes
Bitch, my mama ain’t raise no bitch
Me and my

Mental Case

Kool Keith

First Come, First Served

1999

(I ain't doin' that shit)
You motherfuckers think I'm crazy right? (yeah you crazy)
I know, but I am..

I have to show niggas, word g, I have