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Project Pat
1 - Walked up to your house
Knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fkin' s**t
Then sn*tchin' up the mass
This is personal b*tch
So we gon' leave the cash
"What you want with me?"
To torture your ass
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Gangsta Boo
The blazin' sun refers to us as the sun is blindin' me
Besides infrared wine, Hypnotize Minds right behind
Packin' plenty heat for you wit some beef
Beef is what I ? to be
Keep your mom up off the streets
Never said you were my friend
fk this rap, I'll get revenge
Stick a knife up in your stomach
Pull it out and stick it in again
Ghetto kings and queens if you wit me, let me know
Pull up off your fkin' blunt, hit another line of blow
Badder than a school of kids, they just want to fkin' see
Clicked up with the triple 6, you don't know who you're fkin' wit
Not to play for cheap
Got you ? to JB
And some gas wit your ??? live as you could be
Talkin' s**t about Miss Lady cuz you think that you the s**t
Beat you with a fkin' bat, dump your body in a ditch
Guess you know who you are, keep a watch out on your car
If you open up a door or bump, I'll blow your as* to Mars
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Project Pat
Nicky nack, patty wack, slap a chick in the back
With the yak, ? paper red, just another Black dead
Was it dope? Nah
Love? Was they weak and soft?
Honey says weed got a nigg* sayin' fk a job
Kill and rob
Gettin' up on some dope
The mentality of the Black male
If he dies, that's a casuality
It gon' be even worser times in the time to come
Bigger blunts to blaze, so you best pack a bigger gun
Give me some, give me some, drop it off you selfish b*tch
Motto of a killer when he's out here tryin' to take your s**t
Project spit nothin' but the real, so my kill
Where I'm comin' from, south side out the ghetto slums
With them guns always stayin' c*cked
Where them killers hang
Playas slangin' rocks
??? where your bang
When you sing like canaries do
Then you feel my niner slugs comin' right through your door
If you can dig
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