't going back to jail, I ain't going back to jail I got mo' p**** to swell and mo' dreams to tell, I ain't Now I can see the hate, behind the smiles Wanted Project Pat
I was wild with that *** in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of *** and *** You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get
Co***, co***, co***, co*** We can s*** it we can flip it, we can s*** it we can flip it We can s*** it we can flip it, we can s*** it co*** We can s***
shine like us They get mad and they fuss, they don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss, they don't shine like us Project Pat from the street ***,
How it goes in this gutta, how it goes in this gutta It can all end while ya tryin' to getcha butta How it goes in this gutta, how it goes in this gutta
a head (Crack a *** head, crack a *** head) And one of y'all suckas wanna get some of these (Crack a *** head, we'll crack a *** head) I'm throwing project
tools, putting that behind us... Keep the new choppers close, blanket to Linus... Charlie Brown Benz, Dog, nothing but the finest... Tennessee kingpin, Project
no ghetto laws I don't put pressure mane on others to ease pain Or brothers put in chains, help mothers to go insane Project Pat'll never rat, even
my board I let you roll off And how you gon' have ice when I cut your fuckin' water off [Chorus] [Project Pat] It's the project nigga roll back I own
You must be a fool if you think this nigga's gonna run From yo' ass I'm a pull a jack move Niggas should've known dog, Project Pat don't give a fuck
the streets T.V's is what I'm watching while I'm in my Mercedes Jeep I don't check niggas then splittin' niggas I'm thuggin' with Project Pat, we all
This *** got popped, this *** got drowned This *** got found on the other side of town With a whole lotta bullets in his head, in his head With a whole
If ya down for what you do You gotta represent it If ya in it represent it Ya'll boys, ya'll boys ain't ready for us Project Pat, Noreaga, D.J. Paul
t shit Bitches ain't shit Niggaz ain't shit Bodies in a ditch How many niggaz done talked that shit About the Project fuckin' Pat, Thug Posse ya bitch
Yeah, it's on for the 1999, Project Pat in this hoe Putting this ghetto bump in ya speaker Hypnotize done made it, you know the business hoe Breaking
ground so ya ship won't sank nigga Rocks nigga, crack nigga I'm stackin wealth nigga But it aint me cause the dope sell itself nigga Who nigga, you nigga You wanna try Pat
my own soldier to see the nine clique Click, then your carcass fall like the gavel fell Nine years what they gave me, then took me to jail Did I tell? Nigga, hell nah, Project
, Rolled up a sucka, they'll put the charge too I'm quick to buck ya, bitch I don't admire you Either it's my way or hit the highway Project's the pastor