Project Pat

[fox69]

"Gettin Cash"
(feat. Juicy J)

"Gettin Cash"
(feat. Juicy J)



[Hook: x2]
I fuck bitches, I bust guns
I sip lean, I smoked out my lungs
But getting cash is what I do best (I do best)
But getting cash is what I do best (I do best)

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
I fuck a nigga bitches, I fuck a nigga hoes
I sip a lot of lean, I like to blow dough
I hit the strip club and I'm a make it rain
I bet you all these stripper bitches in here know my name
Fuck off a lot of cash but I get a lot of cash
Cash cash cash, boy I get a lot of ass
I got a lot of haters but I got mo' guns
Rubber bands full of hundreds, nigga no ones
Two bitches one on me, a lot of cash: I'm a boss
One chick can suck my dick, the other girl can have my balls
I'm out here counting money to my thug Kurt Blue
Tryin' to rob, hat trick the nine and hit, atchoo!

[Hook: x2]
I fuck bitches, I bust guns
I sip lean, I smoked out my lungs
But getting cash is what I do best (I do best)
But getting cash is what I do best (I do best)

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Smokin on dope, still gettin paid
Full time grind, can't miss a day
Ball like I play for the NBA
Rich as a bitch and I feel it's great
Name so hot, wrist so cold
Pretty lil ho trin'a fix her nose
Sippin on lean, yeah bitch I'm throwed
Up in the club, yeah the bitch on swole
Yeah, I'm bout that trippy life
Bitch feelin bad, I'ma hit it twice
I'm take her out, send her shoppin
Damn right girl, let's take a flight
"Gorilla Pimp" bitch, I eat that steak and shrimp
Get so damn high, nigga I live in a blimp
Cigarillo, keep bud in it
My lemonade, keep mud in it
Spend a few with my bad bitches
What can I say, I just love women
Kush pack from the West coast
Model chick from the East coast
Stoned out in my beach house
Gettin head on my speed boat

[Hook: x2]
I fuck bitches, I bust guns
I sip lean, I smoked out my lungs
But getting cash is what I do best (I do best)
But getting cash is what I do best (I do best)

 

[fox69]

"Ghetty Green"

"Ghetty Green"


Man, Project Pat in the house
This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot
Better watch your back man
'Cause your friends out to get you for your shit
This is to all these niggas crossin' us here
Smile in your motherfuckin' face
Turn around and stab you in your motherfuckin' back
In a motherfuckin' heartbeat
If I ever catch one of you niggas man
That's a motherfuckin' murder off the top, boy!
Fo' sho', nigga
[(Chorus) 4x]
Ghetty green, ghetty green
I gotta get the green
Ghetty green, ghetty green
And that's by any means
I'm the man wit the plan
Wit the gaze, wit the mask
Steppin' up to ya fast
Layin' you in the grass
All your blood, ain't no love, on the street
Wit no police, everybody is a rat, everybody's 'bout the greens
You know me, I know you
We grew up in the pen, but it wasn't face to face
You was out, I was in
Doin' time off a crime I committed in the past
I'ma O.G. on the town
As a O.G. I'ma last
In the past I was known as that nigga who would snap
I was quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack-
Type move, real cool, yeah that's how he thought we was
Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud
That's my dog, that's my nig', that's a bad young brotha
I just got out the pen, I'ma broke-lookin' sucka
Man, fuck that young busta
Eighty grand at his house
Seen his momma at the store
Stuck a nine in her mouth
[(Chorus) 4x]
Mastermind, that's the kind of a man that's in my nature
I'ma nigga you don't trust, I'ma killer, maybe raper
I can take a person's life with a knife or a tone
Used his moms as my victim then I called him on the phone
What's up John, where the green, and I ain't gon' ask you twice
Bring it over by yourself, or I'll take your momma's life
In the life of a dealer, they can never call police
Undercover knowin' this
Secrecy, that's the key
One two three knocks at the door
Somethin's lookin' funny
Then my dog let 'im in with his friend and the money
You'se a dummy if you think I'ma let you live sucka
(Aw man, thought we was straight!)
You'se a dead motherfucker!
Shot the joker in his mouth
Bullet went through his jaw
Had to take his momma out 'cause I'm down for the cause
Fuck the laws if they come
Then I'm goin' wit a blast
Looked his partna in his eyes, then I murdered his ass!
[(Chorus) 4x]
I'm the man doin' deals wit the man gettin' robbed
It's gon' be a violent crime
One that will not get solved
When I rob me a fool
It's a duh that his bitch front like I'm sellin' ki's
Then I'm game for the switch
Switcharoo on your ass
Duffle bag full of cash
Then my thugs pullin' up cockin' pumps in the masks
Hit the dash in the black tinted Chevy, trick it in
Now we on the 'spressway
Brought it down, tell my friend
Once again I done pulled off another master plan
Four days downtown
Found a Chevy wit a man's dead body
Somebody shoulda known betta, dog
O.G.'s on the loose
And we gettin' 'bout our hog
Y'all niggas slangin' dope
Should expect a jackin' car jack set up, bitch
Or a damn kidnappin'
But a nigga like me
I'm your neighborhood fiend
Thinkin' of comin' clean
All about that ghetty green, ghetty green

 

[fox69]

"Gold Shine"
(feat. Three 6 Mafia)

"Gold Shine"
(feat. Three 6 Mafia)



Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

[Project Pat]
Hoody hoo is the one
Where we all play this game
Gold chain pinky ring
Say the hell for some fame
Hustle in to tha in
Aint afraid of the pen
Treated dogs like it's ken
Got his brand on his skin
Drankin this of that henny
I went to find some women
A hoe can come with genny
But she don't give a penny
I'm out there havin plenny
I'm slangin shit like Lenny
From Good Times to South Park
You can die like Kenny
So try to get some money
Fo those actin funny
You stay about tha cheese mayn
Muthafuckin hunny
Now don't you be a dummy
Play me like yo mummy
I try to keep it business
To keep food in my tummy
Tha ghetty ghetty green
On them 20's ridin clean
Cause paper chasin
Just I'm like a fiend
It's yo boy Project Pat
Never catch me droppin dimes
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine

[(Chorus) x2]
All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my playas coming up
Let me see your gold shine
Gold rangs gold chains gold teeth on the grind
Let me see your gold shine
Let me see your gold shine

[Crunchy Black]
Could it be a dream
Crunchy bling bling
Crunchy on the scene
Rolex diamond ring
Hypnotize bling
When you see me
I'm a shine like diamond
In your fuckin screen

[DJ Paul]
Like a diamond
I'm a shine free
So you know its me
Every time you writin rhymes
Coco all you know its me
Bustas always hatin me
Knowin they be playin me
Get a name right
Next time you dissin me on this cd B

[Gangsta Boo]
Double O seven
Money I was playin on a play station
Ride by waving at you haters
Holla at ya
See ya later alligator
Skin cold world bustin
Cowards curtain
You aint fuck what you mean playa

[Juicy J]
Playas from tha Hollywood
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin city
Show them gold teeth
Ridin in tha woods
Brakin on some pound
In tha south
Memphis fuckin town
Chiffin on some hay
Every day
Like a coupon

[(Chorus) x2]

[Project Pat]
I was ridin through the wood
Now pushin me a ?
Nobody in tha hood
Now my chrome I think I flips
I was wishin I was you
Now you wish you was me
Take a walk in my shoes
Ahh it could never be
See you playas stayin down
Till you rise like some hoe
If he true to his game
Then his game stayin in flow
Who can go
With this real ass shit
That I spit
If you real and you know it then mayn
Toss a bitch
To a real tight playa
South side playa
Mask on my mug
When I blast on a hatea
Boots what I'm pockin
Robers are watchin
Nine milaluga mayn
That's what I'm pockin
Flames I diminish
I falls to the finish
This aint Popye so I don't need me spinach
I'm just a young mayn havin thangs on a grind
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine

[(Chorus) Till Fade]

 

[fox69]

"Good Googly Moogly"
(feat. Three 6 Mafia)

"Good Googly Moogly"
(feat. Three 6 Mafia)



[Juicy J]
Hypnotize Minds Productions
Presents
(Yeah) New Project Pat
Project Pat
Its Goin Down
Aaahh

[Hook - Project Pat]
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy
Good googly moogly, that thang is juicy

[Project Pat]
She got a bubble gum cap with a Gucci dats snappin'
With some rhino legs and a booty that's flappin'
With some fire-oh head cuz you know we love cappin'
Got her toes done up with her fingernails matchin'
Here dat big ol' butt that you're walkin cross the street with
Peep this, for a happy meal can I squeeze it
Till it go pop, make the juice start to runnin' out
Greasy lips, thick like a moose what I'm talkin 'bout
Them freaky freaks I heard on the loose, let ya pockets out
Got trick niggaz watchin' your caboose with they wallets out
You should stop, lil' somethin' somethin' bad to the bone
That ain't a monkey hangin' off ya back that's Donkey Kong

[Hook]

[Project Pat]
How you gon' prance around with all that, sayin' you ain't all that
Everybody at ya wanna hit ya like a ball bat
That thang make ya look back, be like man who is that
You can see a hiny on a hiny I'm pursuin' that
A dirty south hoody rat tryin' to hold goodies back
Waist like a wasp, butt cheeks pokin' really fat
I'm Crown Vic old school, squeezin' on her boo-boo
Hugged up, pokin' in her brains so what ya wanna do
Nice tats on ya body, liquor comin' out ya pores
Weed stench ya ain't right, G-string for some drawers
You can call me Mr. Whipple, I won't do no harmin'
Never to the Charmin, come holla at me woman

[Hook]

[Juicy J]
Im a P-I-M-P with diamonds all in my teeth
I step in the light man, my mouth be shiny
A ghetto star in the street, the shoppin' and cuttin' the ki's
They all wanna get with me, these girls be beggin' please
They call me the Juice Man, I love a striptease
A girl with a lot of ass, that's down to hit her knees

[DJ Paul]
Yeah, I beat that thang like it stole somethin' never let her hold somethin'
Put the staff in her mouth, claimin' that she owe somethin'
Show 'em somethin' mean on the scene
When I first seen them jeans, teamed with that booty it's a dream team
Make me go-go, up and down like a yo-yo
But I had to pop her blue
Cuz I'm on that Tonio Montana

[Project Pat]
Goog google moogly, that thang is juicy

 

[fox69]

"Good Weed"

"Good Weed"


Hey yo nigga let me hit that purp weed man [coughing]

(I smoke purple weed [in background])

This weed good man I'm higher than a motha fucka [8x]

Hey deal deal slice the blunts down the middle,
Now go pour it in the garbage,
Purple dumped down the middle,
You done licked now you roll,
Now you twist it real tight,
Like I'm tryin to catch a buzzzzzz,
I'm livin the high life.
I'm smokin on this popcorn,
My eyes red as hot sauce.
In my 74 double feelin like a hood boss,
I'm flossin these buttacuffs while I'm smokin,
Cause real nigga's gone doin real nigga things

(I smoke purple weed [in background])

This weed good man I'm higher than a motha fucka [8x]

Playa get ya own weed cause this here mine,
Nigga eyein like he wanna smoke,
I aint even tryin to be passin this blunt,
Aint no tellin where yo lips been,
Tongue kissin Neisha but who penis she been kissin?

You lames I aint listen I'm in constantly inhalin,
Break down another bag of kush in your face,
Over in the trap back and forth niggas racin,
Purchasin this goodie good that a nigga blazin'

(I smoke purple weed [in background])

This weed good man I'm higher than a motha fucka [8x]

My nigga what you think?
Was it straight? was it fire?
Its that good,
Take a pull cause it will get you high as a bird take a flight you'll be high like a kite.
Buy you some for today,
Purchase some for the night.
Freaky broads like to get high,
Then they get naked,
Open legs offerin coochy to me I'm gon' take it.
Hit ya from the back and ya back imma break it,
Didn't know you know what you was doin?
You was high when you were fakin
Yo man you knew what you was doin

(I smoke purple weed [in background])

This weed good man I'm higher than a motha fucka [8x]

 

[fox69]

"Gooned Up"
(feat. Bankroll Fresh)

"Gooned Up"
(feat. Bankroll Fresh)



[Project Pat:]
Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by spot, shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

Throwing gas bombs to your resident, niggas running out
That's when automatic weapons got to popping out
Take you motherfuckers out, praying on a nigga skug
Niggas out here with the mean mug, face it get slugged
I got them thugs with machete and them mask out
I call them garbage men, they like to take the trash out
Catch you niggas hanging in the hood on them porches
Choppa like raid spraying off you cockroaches
Terminator shit, exterminating rats
Should have got a music scholarship the way my guns click clack
Blew out his back, for running off then face the man
Left his ass in the chalk, right beside the garbage can

Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must on the that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

Dope still getting sold, niggas still getting shot
Coke still in the pot, hood still super hot
All these years a nigga like me done been away
Some of these niggas staying the same position 'til they hair grey
Niggas always with the shit, that's some cold law shit
Got a hot 9 quick to blow ya ass off with
When the Ruger in yo face, drop the cash off bitch
Hair the trigger like a rocket get a blast off bitch
Shoot ya knee caps off, blow ya chest out yo back
.44 leave a doughnut hole, through ya ain't no coming back
Put my hands on the chopper, throw my life away
I can pop 30 rounds in this clip, 30 niggas get shot

Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your fucking living room
Nigga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride down your spot, shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

[Bankroll Fresh:]
Nigga know I'm bout that shooting nigga you probably made it happen
Most of these niggas rapping nigga I started out trapping
Nigga you play with me nigga we gon' fuck around and splash him
Nigga you play with me nigga we gon' fuck around and blast him
Yeah the casket is out there, and I came a disaster
You gonna meet the fucking pastor, I'm in the hood I'm the rapper
Boy I top out and slap ya, I'm the fuck shit master
It ain't look like I do it I have yo ass bloody napkins
I don't play bought that paper, most of these niggas fakers
Most of these niggas haters, man these hoes got the vapors
Man I'm balling in Vegas, and I just bought the latest
Nigga play with me my nigga I'ma pop at your table

[Project Pat:]
Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your living room up
Nigga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

 

[fox69]

"Gorilla Pimp"
(feat. Namond Lumpkin)

"Gorilla Pimp"
(feat. Namond Lumpkin)



[Verse One]
If you thinking I'm straight then you better think twice
And you ain't got no cheese then I'm jekyl and hyde
'Bout to click on this bitch cause she need to learn me
Beat her with my pistol when I thought she burned me
it's the first of the month you can call me Sambo
I'ma dick this ho down cause I like to gamble
In her purse I ramble
On her head I trample
Where the hell the damn doe
Old silly ass hoe
You ?gon' bring them go go?
And I like to chew snow
Sippin' 'nac with your cap is the perfect convo
You can be a Jane Doe if you call the po-po
(female voice)I'ma call ya momma a
Bitch that's a no no
Don't get personal, I'll never let go
If you did wanna run you'll get beat to the flo'
I'ma go-rilla pimp you can call me great ape
knockin' teefus out ya mouth need to get ya shit straight

[Chorus]
I'ma gorilla on the hoes
did that
I'ma Pimp nigga you ain't know?
did that
I'ma a mack mane on the stroll
did that
I'm out here trying to make a ho
did that
Cause I hustle on the low
did that
I ain't tryin' to go for broke
did that
So bitch don't ?try me ho?
did that
If you do I'ma cut ya throat
did that

[Verse Two]
Talkin' smart to a pimp you done broke the first rule
I'ma come on your job I'ma act a damn fool
When ya boss walk in I'ma play it off cool
If he step in our biz I'ma slap his ass to
All that loud talkin ho need to gon' settle down
'Fore you friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground
I got love for ya purse meaning that I love you
Married to this cheese first and I'm screamin' I do
No money for a mack mean drama for a ho
Paramedics toting you through the trauma center do'
Busted lips broken leg but I got my bank roll
Tried to put a struggle up so she got her eye swoll
Buying you Taco Bell but a pimp eating Steak
Corn Bread Collard Greens Chit-a-lings on my plate
Always late for a date and she always trippin'
She can hate my fuckin guts but she lovin' my pimpin'

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Mixin' game with some 'nac is a deadly potion
If I hit it from the back bitch I want devotion
In ya pussy strokin'
Ho a pimp is spoken
DOA if you try to play my emotions
I'ma crack a hos dome I ain't broke the damn law
Another nigga (on) my phone so I broke the bitches jaw
You done quit ya damn job and you need to start hoin'
Boostin clothes playin tricks cause a pimp ain't goin
In the club shakin ass they can bring plenty cash
But ya get mo' loot with a VIP pass
Say ya ass got robbed when ya ?shoulda got a hundred?
Now you get the fuck up out of here go and get the money
you dummy tryin' to pop phoning me a get ya killed
Bitch I ain't the chargee I'ma charge you for real
So don't get it twisted I'm the pimp you the bitch
Either bring the loot quick or you get ya throat slit

I'ma Gorilla on the hoes...

 

[fox69]

"Gucci Skully"
(feat. King Ray)

"Gucci Skully"
(feat. King Ray)



[Hook:]
None but g's on my mind like a Gucci skully [x3]
Gucci skully, Gucci skully
None but g's on my mind like a Gucci skully [x3]
Gucci skully, Gucci skully

I'm just gettin' to the bag
Project purp takin' drags
I would never touch the packs
All I do is count the stacks
Brand new Bentley drive I tag
Louis bags fulla cash
If you run up that's your ass
.45 let it blast
Plenty snakes in the grass
Suckers do not get a pass
Have my thugs beat that ass
Put you in a body cass
What you got not fucked up past
Junkies smokin' out the can
Used to be a major player now he down on his ass
So you seein' what I have and that made you niggas mad
Should have been hustling grams
But you are on my Instagram
Squeeze trigger it go bam
Catch a murder bout my fam
On my motherfucking paper bitch I do not give damn

[Hook]

[King Ray:]
G's on my shoes on my head and my pocket
I'm runnin' that check out no need for a doctor
I'm ridin that ghost call it phantom opera
Kickin' shit just like karate
Your bitch wrap me like Kamisaki
Bendin' hard I get from the sock
I wax her ass like Miss Miyagi
Real niggas do real shit
I'm a trill nigga, that's some trill shit
Niggas nowadays so counterfeit
Nigga get wronged and that chopper spit
Fire, nigga that's on my mama
Bust a move if you wanna
I'ma leave you a goner
Don't you play with my money
Don't you play with my money

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Hate My Swag"

"Hate My Swag"


[Intro]
Yeah, niggas seein' me
Mad at me cause I'm ridin the thirties on the damn thang
Ya know I'm sayin?
Nigga mad at me, wanna shoot me
Cause they baby-mama wanna holla at me
Nigga it's a free enterprise out here too
And to you niggas out here talkin bout
"mayn, sell me somethin for the lo-lo"
Mayn, I ain't sellin you niggas nothin for the lo-lo!
I already sold you niggas somethin for the lo-lo!
Nigga, its dry out here
I'm tryin'a double up, huddle up
You know I'm sayin?
They can hate my swag, whatever!

[Hook]
You can catch me in the Chevy or the drop-top Jag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
The best purp' in the town, playa gon' take a drag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
A hundred G's off trappin dogg, I ain't tryin'a brag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
Big guns in my pockets, keep my pants on sag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag

[Verse 1]
Haters tellin' want me locked up
In a pine-box
Got rocks and my partner watch
Say I sell rocks
Pullin up on these whores
To the car, they gon' run
Lime gauge got me stickin out
Like a sore thumb
Niggas dumb, see they got mad
Cause I bought the ball
Quarter-brick, bought the Crown Vic'
Chrome on the car
Sweetest plugs on our drugs
You can call me snow flurry
Everythang for the low mang
But'chu better hurry
Heard a drought was comin to the hood (Cut-off the lights)
Trap open, niggas mad, cause I (Jacked-up the price)
Don't be hatin on me
Cause you punks'd do me
That's why I'ma do you
Nigga what'chu wan' do?

[Hook]
You can catch me in the Chevy or the drop-top Jag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
The best purp' in the town, playa gon' take a drag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
A hundred G's off trappin dogg, I ain't tryin'a brag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
Big guns in my pockets, keep my pants on sag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag

[Verse 2]
Patty-cake, patty-cake
Stackin money on the plate
And I'm filled with neo-mind
You gon' make me beat the brakes
Off you boys, bring the noise
Smoke ya like a kush-bubble
I'm the president of drama
Guess you got some Bush trouble
Haters huddle up, plottin up
Cause they broke niggas
Kidnap a punk, cut his throat
Call 'em croak niggas
Sick, cause I got that thirty inches on the Hummer ride
Mad, cause I killed yo parter and I beat the homicide
Yo broad say she dont want no lame, she want a hood nigga
One got a brain, flip them thangs, lay it wood nigga
I'd take a L, but I maintain, wish ya could nigga
Wanna jone me, like a game? All good nigga

[Hook]
You can catch me in the Chevy or the drop-top Jag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
The best purp' in the town, playa gon' take a drag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
A hundred G's off trappin dogg, I ain't tryin'a brag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag
Big guns in my pockets, keep my pants on sag
Niggas hate my swag, niggas hate my swag

[Repeat to fade]
Niggas hate my, hate my, haters hate my swag

 

[fox69]

"He Say She Say"

"He Say She Say"


[Hook:]
He say, she say that shit end up in gun play
Motherfuck what he say and motherfuck what she say
He say, she say can take the shit the wrong way
Gun play, gun play that shit end up in gun play
He say, she say that shit end up in gun play
Motherfuck what he say and motherfuck what she say
He say, she say can take the shit the wrong way
Gun play, gun play that shit end up in gun play

He say, she say that shit can get a nigga hit
Bullets talk to everybody nigga when the chopper spit
You boys do a lot talking motherfuck you niggas
Ain't gon' shake shit like a scary stripper
These niggas talk loud but they ain't making funds
You fuck boys disappear like smoke out my lungs
When was young I was hustlin' bricks to the [crungs?]
I look like the don look like you got the wrong
How can you stomach all them lies all that bullshit
Know you ain't new be 'round no talk I'm no cool wit'
20 pounds of reggie 12 each now that's a cool flip
Fake niggas who talk shit get shot in the lip

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He say, she say now these niggas turn rat
Tellin' all these FED's all these bogus ass facts
Gettin' real niggas ass blowed clean off the map
Gettin' niggas flexed off and getting niggas jacked
Automatic guns caught you coming out the club
Rolled up on your parking lot shot you in your ugly mug
Bullets pop niggas duck down leave the place
That's why nobody could identify the shooters face
I do business with any race, I don't discriminate
Cross me then it's murder charge, let the money fight the case
Yeah, it's money train game nigga ain't no looking back
Foreign whip and stendo's in the clip and in the duffle bag
Now I know you niggas sad know you niggas pop your seats
Supposed to be so damn gangsta you ain't gon' make a lick
You strapped like a tank or sum, rob a bank or sum
Your ship about to sink my nig' you better thank of sum

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