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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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30.058
"Twerk It"
(feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Wiz Khalifa, Wale)

"Twerk It"
(feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Wiz Khalifa, Wale)



[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign:]
Bend it over for daddy
Gon' look back at it
Don't hide that pussy
Oh you know I like it when you
Twerk it on dick, twerk it on dick
Girl twerk it on dick, girl twerk it on dick
Twerk it on dick, gon' twerk it on dick
Oh twerk it on dick, gon' twerk it on dick
Girl twerk it on dick, twerk on dick
Gon' twerk it on dick

[Project Pat:]
I like the way that booby jump like a brawl
I like the way you walk that ass like a dog
I like the way you keepin' that pussy on call
You like the way I spend that money at the mall
Corn bread ass, soft like Jiffy
Got my dick hard [?]
Only chase money, we ain't chasin' no kitten
But I work that mouth out, drop down gimme fifty
Sippin' black remy, riding in black Porsche's
Kiki and Becky, black in white fortress
Tonight they be mine, tomorrow they yours
Loud in my blunt, kick hard like horses

[Hook]

[Wiz Khalifa:]
You a good girl, hell nah
Scared of the hood girl, hell nah
Scared to get high girl, hell nah
On that dick, scared to ride girl, hell nah
Scared of a fast car, hell nah
Like a Nascar, hell nah
You want a broke nigga, hell nah
Shit if you broke, what you doing hell for
I be be throwing hella money on these bitches
Makin' it rain, you niggas looking hella sunny little bitches
Rich niggas wearing, fuck niggas hate
Go and throw it on me, it'll go away

[Hook]

[Wale:]
I said twerk it on that bitch
Working with a grip
I'm on yo magic carpet, put a turban on my head
Oh c'mere you pretty little chick
I'ma get inside and work, like a surgeon in this bitch
Dude she throw that thang in the boot
[?]
Now lemme take a look it in your pack
This is a googly moogly that thang is juicy
Suicide pullin' up, who is y'all on the bus
Super high got them inside the whole crowd rolling up
Who am I Olubowale
Like I'm part lamb party
Yo I'm outta here

[Hook]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"Up There"
(feat. Krayzie Bone)

"Up There"
(feat. Krayzie Bone)



[Hook(2x)]
Up there up there
Where we wanna be iz up there up there
These trees'll get us up there up there
them green leaves'll get us up there up there
Where we wanna be iz up there up there

[Krayzie Bone]
Lost in smokin mighty reefer
Nigga jus like Colt 45 it works every time
Me and Three 6 Mafia we smoke and ride wit Hypnotize Minds
Nigga roll it up and let's smoke one
HEY! Did somebody say weed
Nigga dats my fiya (fire) I luv it
Puff it every day
Shit if it wasn't for da rifa pleasin
Easin my mind nigga I'd be wildin
Talkin bout a nigga wit a attitude
If I don't smoke then I ain't smilin
I ain't eatin I ain't sleepin
And I ain't fuckin wit no broads
If I ain't weeded
Can't let em stress my mind
I'll get wit ya'll later when I get high
Listen ssss
Hear my brain as it fry
I'm jus like a junky when he get his fix
Nigga be relieved when I get my shit
Ain't nuttin like dat Cali green
Or dat Miami weed
Prefer my trees no stem no seeds
But you got good stress I'll take dat
Smokin chokin ? but eyes wide open
And I'm scopin while I'm tokin
On dis potent shit I'm ready to roll it

[Hook]

[Project Pat]
You know naturally I'm high
Down in Memphis we smokin on dat light
Dats goin keep you melo
Bud goin have your eyez tight
I dare any felo to smoke on dis all night
You goin to have to tell yo friend to come and get cha
Roll a blunt do and pass it to me mista
If you fell you can't hang wit these ?
Stay yo ass up off da hole you quit your guessin
All you doin man iz ? and I'm restin
To dis non cheba bullshit ypu stressin
Tellin me to quit smokin dis green
It jus calm me down to keep my game clean
Man dis greenery iz made for inhalin
Smoke go to my lungs then I'm sailin
To a place where all you heard iz your vocab
Project Pat I'm on dis track goin up there

[Hook]

Pass me da muthafuckin blunt man
Hurry up or else somebodys gonna get sprayed
Cough and choke on da weed iz jus what I've done
I hit again and blow my niggaz a gun too
You smoke wit Paul he'll tell you how we doin dis
Itz not a day of smokin dank
Dat I'm gonna miss
We gettin high as a muthafucker ever seen us
While chillin out on dat strip called orleans
Me and one of my road dogz kicked it kinda tuff
While I opened up da low key
Me and dem folks ??? at da bottom where da damn hataz be
And we partyin like some rock stars
While we pullin ??
Ya'll wanna know what we was gettin high on
It wuz dat goddamn funk
Sat there kinda frozen
Wit dem straws up to our noses
Bought some ink to slow our rollin
Bump some V's
Ain't gonna speak on dis shit no mo
So hit me once cuz it ain't no mo
You shootin dat ?
You betta watch yo dough
I'm out of fire now holla hoe
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"Wanna Get High"
(feat. Joe Simpson, Wiz Khalifa)

"Wanna Get High"
(feat. Joe Simpson, Wiz Khalifa)



[Hook - Joe Simpson:]
I just wanna get high, high, high
I just wanna get high
I just wanna stay high, high, high
I just wanna stay high
[x2]

[Project Pat:]
These niggas say I smoke out too much
These niggas say I pop pills too much
These niggas say I drank liquor too much
Ain't no such thang as too much
Blunt number eight, roll up again
Pass me the tab, pass me the Hen'
When I get through, I'ma do it all again
I'm on cloud nine and I'm headed to ten
Is you mad or no?
Cali bud on deck, had to blow
Smoke in my lungs, bout half a bowl
I'm chiefin' all day if you had to know
You can match or go
Garcia Vega, make it burn slow
I'm high as hell but my eyes real low
Lookin just like Bruce Lee right now
You wanna be high as me right now
I got a bitch that don't smoke
She just roll the shit and light it up
I can give a damn what anybody say
I keep it on deck, I ain't high enough
I don't wanna come down, I don't wanna come down
It's hard to explain this feelin I feel
But truth be told...
I don't even know what day it is, I just wanna get high

[Hook - Joe Simpson:]
I just wanna get high, high, high
I just wanna get high
I just wanna stay high, high, high
I just wanna stay high
[x2]

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Six-deuce coupe
I don't ride in it unless I smoke in it first
Go to sleep early, wake up early just to get it
The grind all depends on how much time you spent perfecting it
But niggas always hate, come from nowhere with that extra shit
Let 'em lie, dig they own ditch
California king size, hardly lay in it
I'm proof that if you want it, you can get it
Champagne for breakfast, taste; expensive
Super paid, uber Escalade for my women friends
Wanna be it, gotta see it
Extra lighter where my seat at
Pair of nines where my feet at
Brought the papers, where the weed at

[Hook - Joe Simpson:]
I just wanna get high, high, high
I just wanna get high
I just wanna stay high, high, high
I just wanna stay high
[x2]

[Project Pat:]
This shit is po-tent
One hit of this strong and from this you will be cho-kin
Gotta stay fo-cused
I'm burnin my fingers, ain't even put out the roaches
I'm just floatin
I'm in outer space, I feel out of place when I'm high
And I'm gon stay like this til I die
I stay high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh
Blowin shotguns to a bad bitch
Smoke good bud cause I'm mad rich
Stay zoned out on the average
Don't know shit about babbage
You must forgot I'm a savage
Marijuana my medicine
I got Christmas trees, it ain't Christmas time
But each time I go where I never been
My doctor said it ain't good for ya lungs
But it's good for my mind and it keep me calm
Mary Jane, she got me sprung and she had my heart since a nigga was young
I don't wanna come down
It's hard to explain this feelin I feel
Nigga I'm throwed, but truth be told...
I don't even know what day it is, I just wanna get high

[Hook - Joe Simpson:]
I just wanna get high, high, high
I just wanna get high
I just wanna stay high, high, high
I just wanna stay high
[x2]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"We Ain't Scared Ho"

"We Ain't Scared Ho"


[chorus]
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho

[Project Pat]
The pain is what, I'll bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has flipped and Hypnotized has came
Cause we the crew are rich off in the game
The hood is hard like cotton pickin day
We breakin law just like we bayin slaves
We blaze and ride my mouth it fool of gold's
We sell the snow we also kick in do's
The murder rate increases to the full
The 'dro is passed after I take a pull
I'm hustlin sun up until sun down
A pharmacist wit client out on the town
We wild just like the gorillas in the zoo
If you fo weed then I'ma fuck wit you
Retaliation nigga it's a must
Don't get too close the rugers they will bust

[chorus]

[Project Pat]
I'm the main nigga on these bricks who don't give a fuck
if I had to rob a trick or a armored tuck
Lay it down don't you make a sound or I shall unload
Face the ground fo I buck you down project ain't no hoe
to the rule of society heavy in this shit
slang chan standing on my feet playa I'm da nigga
Who could say when the bullets spray that I won't get hit
that's the change my nigga strapped with extra clip
projo in and come in to blast lookin through the mask
Full of gin question neva ask murder is the task
Poppin lead till I empty the whole magazine
to yo head tryin to chop it off like a guillotine
costing me and you know I cant except a loss
In the M we like to get high and we like to cross
Who's the boss is the man standing round the chock line
Growin old with his wife and kids didn't do time

[chorus]

[Project Pat]
keep a trick and it ain't a hoe know dat I ain't a hoe
pull the triga back aI'm fo dome crush a cantalo upe
kill em by my weaponry
man I got no preferences
nothing but some bullets fo you punks with discrepancy
conflicts bully shit anna and I hateraed
don't be talking crazy to me hoe cause I ain't your bitch
convict busten head with a heart neva scared
quick to pull a chesten o will shoot the fuckin lead
police think they can get some
drunk and strapped with a gun
you can see what I'm bout
they goin to have to take me out
chill nigga keep it chill weak niggas fake the deal
Goin out to goin out to do some shit, hesitation got em kill
Worried bout consequence, worried bout the witnesses
Put a mask on go'n in and do the shit
Tell the nigga chop it off, make the suckas give ya some
Take the goody good, don't just stand there nigga run

[chorus]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"We Can Get Gangsta"

"We Can Get Gangsta"


[Project Pat (talkin)]
Hello, hello, hello?

[Boogelou (talkin)]
Pat, whats up man, whats up?

[Project Pat (talkin)]
Boogelou, whats up man?
Man yea man, a nigga done messed me off down here dawg.
I got caught for a weak azz pistol charge. Man dese folkz
gon try and make a nigga do a whole mutha fuckin calendar dawg.
I need ya to send me sumthin.

[Boogelou (talkin)]
I gotcha, what happened?

[Project Pat (talkin)]
Man, I was messin off wit my nigga, man dis shit fucked up!

[Project Pat]
I gotta call from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day
Met some nigga from da other way, wanna purchase llao (weed)
Said dey wanna get good shit for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis nigga by da bayou
Could be da po-po, dats da way my mind think
Thought about da shit for a minute, den I took a drank
Thinkin of a coma, knowin I aint gonna fall
Call up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob, assault
Den he ball off, wit da goods to a ron-de-vou, spot
Handed Fred back his dope, den we split da loot
Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got, sumthin serious
Infactuated wit da game, very curious
Dat'll kill da cat, cause da game ain't to be told
Quit smokin crack, my nigg-a, it's to be sold
Gettin old, never worries me, I don't giva fuck
?? stayed on mind, call dat nigga up.

[Chorus - 2X]
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)

[Project Pat]
We can set dis shit up, for a, secluded area
Tell em bring himself, and da duffle-bag carrier
Met him 4am, hit Creek Hill, at a Exxon
In a hot car, tech-9 and a rouger gun
Another nigga came, wit da nigga, dey got out of 'Lac (Caddilac)
Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk, "Where da cheese at?"
Nigga took a sniff, and he seen dat da shit was straight
Said dat da loot was in his trunk, now I'm thinkin, "Wait."
"What's goin on?", partner took da dope off da trunk
Raisin up my tech, nigga in da trunk, raised da pump
Bullets popped off, Fred caught one, in da chest
Lucky for my nigg', he was wearin bullet proof vest
Shootin tech, but I coulda died, cause it jammed up
Pump at my dome, dat's when Poncho feet had slammed up
Shot da .45, blowin both niggaz azz off
Think we got em down, wit da cheese and da sawed-off.

[Chorus - 2X]
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)

[Project Pat]
Two weeks later, still knowin bout da fuckery
Move dat a nigga pulled, spot a police watchin me
Watchin me, cause I fit description of a suspect
Pullin me, over, now he askin where my license at
"Officer, I done left my wallet at da house, sir."
Still took me Down-town, cause da police don't care
Down in lower-level, man a simple situation
Turned into, a 72-hour investigation
Ima ex-con, so I don't need a walk through
To dis jail shit, wonderin, "Who did dey talk to?"
Could've been my dawg, not my nigg', dat's a hell naw
Dey done found my tech, but I ain't got shit to tell ya'll
Feelin kinda sick, cause dey finna send me up da river
Couldn't be a snitch, cause I can't tell on my nigga
Tech, didn't match da gun, Woons(police) bout to let me go
Stuck wit da gun charge, violated my parole.

[Chorus - 2X]
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"Weed Smoke"

"Weed Smoke"


[Hook:]
Weed smoke,
Got me all floatin, weed smoke
Got me all choking, weed smoke
Got me in my zone
Got me in my weed smoke
Got me all floatin, weed smoke
Got me all choking, weed smoke
Got me in my zone
Got me in my zone

[Verse 1:]
That's all, purple drinker, purple leefa
Should've been a engine, I'm such a cheefer
Reefer, marijuana, sticky leefa
Cross me, haircut to the green meter
Peta, murder charge, in the stater
Let a nigga slide by, like a skater
Paper coming in off the hustle
Money on the wood, make it good off the muscle
Cigarillo, prep it up, no tobacco
Grumble up the medico, out the paco
A wako, we fiend, deep it in lean
Didn't have no molies, for them dollars gave em beans

[Hook:]
Weed smoke,
Got me all floatin, weed smoke
Got me all choking, weed smoke
Got me in my zone
Got me in my weed smoke
Got me all floatin, weed smoke
Got me all choking, weed smoke
Got me in my zone
Got me in my zone

[Verse 2:]
Smoking J's in our pedissau, you niggas is amateurs
You can get what I leave behind
You niggas is scavengers
I advise to the chief cool, and keep your parameters
Drop a gun with 50 done clean you up like janitor
He there just in the quota, with a school of piranhas
Only thing have me keep my cool – smoking marijuana
And I gotta have mo, cheez deala damn enchilada
With this musical white yea, I call that Madonna
And I can't hear what niggas say, you know I'm high anyway
I'm funny with money,
Could be your friend and yo enemy
I hate being broke, that's a joke don't pretend to me
Everybody can hit the splurr, I'm sorry yo finake

[Hook:]
Weed smoke,
Got me all floatin, weed smoke
Got me all choking, weed smoke
Got me in my zone
Got me in my weed smoke
Got me all floatin, weed smoke
Got me all choking, weed smoke
Got me in my zone
Got me in my zone

[Outro:]
I said it once and I'll say it again
Ain't nothing wrong with getting a lil trippy man
Nigga we stay trippin
We trippy forever
DJ Scream
Project motherfuckin Pat
Cheez N Dope nigga
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"Weed Smoke"
(feat. Mac Miller)

"Weed Smoke"
(feat. Mac Miller)



[Hook:]
Weed smoke, got me all floatin'
Weed smoke, got me all chokin'
Weed smoke, got me in my zone
Got me in my...
Weed smoke, got me all floatin'
Weed smoke, got me all chokin'
Weed smoke, got me in my zone...
Got me in my zone...
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Project Pata, purple dranka, purple leafa
Should've been a engine – I'm such a chiefa
Reefa, marijuana, sticky leafa
Cross me, haircut to the green meter
Beat a, murder charge, in the state a
Let a nigga slide by, like a skata
Paper comin' in off the hustle
Money on the wood, make it good off the muscle
Cigarillo, prep it up, no tobacco
Crumble up the medico, out the packo
A wacko, weed fiend, dip it in lean
Didn't have no mollies, for them dollies gave em beans
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
My bitch smoke weed, she make that shit look good
Butt-ass naked, rollin' up Backwoods
Fuck her from behind, got that ass lookin' terrified
It's chicken, I'm Kevin Bacon, yes, I'm very high
Pussy paralyzed, only fucking Steelers fans
She camera shy, but naked on my Instagram
Smokin' on that fire, volcano vaporizer
Real pimp, bitch, blow that smoke in her vagina
... eat MacDonalds off of china
Not the plate, bitch – I mean that wrestling hoe
On that molly, acid, shrooms, it's a festival
[Hook x2]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"What Money Do"

"What Money Do"


[DJ Paul]
Put the needle on the record mayne... Put this shit together
for my boy Project man... Nah... nah... here we go... some mo'
gangsta motherfuckin' shit man... it's goin' down know what I'm
talkin' 'bout? Hypnotize Minds... yeah!

Yeah... I need for all my real motherfuckin' money makers in the
motherfuckin' house... to reach in yo' motherfuckin' pocket... and
pull out a stack!... and hold that motherfucker high as you can in the
air... and then I need you to walk over to one of them haters and
throw it in his motherfuckin' face 'cause he need it mo' than you do...
Now get on yo' knees and pick that shit up!... Pick it up BITCH!

[Chorus x2]
You see me in this new car, this what money do
You see me shinin' like a star, this what money do
I left the club wit'cha broad, this what money do
This what money do, get you some hater

[Verse 1]
I'm flickin' on you snakes, I got wood, leather stitchin'
Clothes stickin', 'cause ya ridin' bucket, cloth seats itchin'
Couldn't get me, saw it in the clouds, like my nigga Rickey
Mr. James, all these superfreaks, out here tryna get me
Wanna hit me, wanna say, they done been 'round the truth
In ya bed, or the booth, I'm the ghetto Dr. Ruth
When I do, step on out, moonlight, hit the Range
Pretty jewels they attract broads, like shiny thangs
When I came, to ya hood, I was new face, in the place
Game spitter from the North, so ya wanna catch a case
'Cause ya see me holl'in' at 'cha ex-girl, don't 'cha?
Murder charge for a broad who don't even want 'cha

[Chorus]

[Bridge - DJ Paul]
Throw a stack in his face! It ain't nothin' but some money
Throw a stack in his face! It ain't nothin' but some money
Throw a stack in his face! It ain't nothin' but some money
Throw a stack in his face! It ain't nothin' but some money

[Verse 2]
You suckers crazy, so y'all out here pushin' daisies
Over Daisy, she was on some purple hazey
Had the baby, year later on my income
Tax, so a nigga could receive mo' income
Been one, I'mma rent some, of this game out
Gift of gab, talk you by the slab wit' no thang out
Hangin' stout broads, 'round my arms, decoration
These punks give me dap, same time playa hation
Erasin', you lamers, hatin' got'cha famous
Confronted by the broad, got shot in ya anus
Heinous, heard they took the slugs out'cha dookie roll
Gun powder and the blood burn in ya bootyhole

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I was screamin' "Don't Save Her," was you, listenin'?
Kept, twinkle on my gold teeth, so I'm glistenin'
When I open up my mouth, these gals, lookin' in
Hear the words that I speak, then go and tell her friend
Dog, all over freaks, boys goin' to the pen
Or the grave, real early, hollow shutters check 'em in
Wanna fight, my nigga, wanna shoot, my nigga
Talk ya gal out her cap, when ya loot my nigga
Do you, my nigga, fall in love wit' these tramps
Goin' raw, on her, and she did the whole Camp?
But you rest havin' that, knowin' that, she'll go
Lickin' balls, suckin' cat, knees burnt from the flo'

[Chorus]

[Bridge - DJ Paul x2]

[music to fade]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"What You Said"
(feat. Young Scooter)

"What You Said"
(feat. Young Scooter)



[Hook:]
I'm just stayin' out the way tryin' to stack my bread
Burn out some loud
Burnin' bitches head
What You said? what you said? what you said?
If the lick lookin' sweat imma had to make it
Gangsta walk with the bag imma had to take it
What You said? what you said? what you said?

[Young Scooter:]
Man you know the bizness
You ain't on my level trick
Bitch ask me for ten thousand
I said "what you said?"
Then call up red with the fire head
I been stay down the ray
Low key sellin' yay
Jugg [?]
And I was in the a
Finesse king you know what I said
Seven thousand on the ring and I [?]
Young scooter been gettin' in
Imma paper chaser
The police is in fake street niggas
My biggest haters
You ride throught the hood playin'
My young niggas sprayin'
If you don't stand this shit
Pat tell em what we sayin'

[Hook]

[Project Pat:]
15 years in this biz
Still gettin' riches
Ever fall up
And I'm right back to chargin' bitches
Back to loading up them yoppers
With them latex gloves
Your own nigga set you up
You should have paid them thugs
So kinda attention that I mention about then fifteen bands
Your nigga tryna play me but he was a ignorant ass
Like a donkey I keep shittin'
Swift gears like a stick
Thirsty bitches out here doggin' drinkin' semen out your dick
Better stay about bread stay about your butter
Street niggas sell dope you get about the gutter
What's tryna move my mooder
Helpin' out my sister
Snatchin' all the money I can
Dodgin' the system

[Hook]
 
MODERATOR
Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.058
"Whole Lotta Weed"

"Whole Lotta Weed"


[Chorus 2x:]
Real players like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinking bottles of that liquor (all that we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggas (don't fuck with me)
[Project Pat]
Real players like to smoke a
Stroke a offa in her throat
Bend over let me poke her
Don't take me for a joker
Hollows will make you croaka
My hands around your throat
Grip grip tight and choke her
Hate hate me for no reason
Beat beat your like a ??
Pumpkin head what you getta
It must be Killing season
For some droppas and suckers
Coward ass motherfuckers
Popping off that cappa
Could get you killed like others
Maybe it's not your time
Maybe it could be mine
Then put me in a box and bury me with my nine
Forty-Four and my side
Haters up in ??
Wishing they put the bullets up in my body
But that's if I'm a gonna
When I smell the aroma
Of brown cold liquor and polted marijuana
Project Pat in this bitch
Trying to man get richer
The first hit off this dope is gonna get you
[Chorus 2X]
Stay down about you gama
Fama I never claimer
For those who are a stranger
Strange cause I do not know
Chip chip on your should've
I'm knock in out your teeth
Hits hard just like a boulder
I'm creeping in the Nova
A nigga done got boulder
His life is gonna be over
Grey tape with clip banana
I kidnap I can handle
He came to me with Anna
He should of mind his manners
I hit him with the tecca
Damn near tore off his necka
He praying I'm gonna squash him
He should've prayed to Mecca
You haters like to tick me
Squeeze triggers till I'm empty
This weed turned me out
I damn near let it ??
Smoking nothing but that fire
(Damn that was my last line dog)
Nigga you're a liar
So you trying to screw me
I told you not to do me
I'm drinking on that brewsky
This shit is going threw me
Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta..........
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Out the pen
One more get
Is your dog stacking ens
Making cheese fucking hoes
Knocking ducks off they toes
Up the nose
Goes the white
Pimping hoes take a flight
Like a kite like a plane
My nigga I'm the man
Mister don't take no shit
Mister well take your bitch
Ten toes bout to bes
Cowards cant handle these
Scandal these ? north
Bout to bust on my boys
Check niggas for they grip
Pistols swing busted lip
Busted chops that's your ass
Punk bitch wheres the cash
Money green chedder cheese
All bitches hit they knees
Serve em up ready to rock
Disturbute them on the track
Always keep a mere glock
Place it up to your back
Fat sacks your smocking on
Mack man with a tone
P-A-T bout the lout
Riding by then I shoot
Who's to say cheefin hay
Hustling to get pay
Round the clock
Round the way
Getting minds every day
 
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