get the cigarette lighter So I can roll another one up [Hook] Smoke somethin' (Smoke somethin') Smoke somethin' (Smoke somethin') Smoke somethin' (Smoke somethin') Smoke somethin' (Smoke somethin
my shoes at all I'm still hood with it still gangsta, still the Truth up in these streets And still all by my lone, incase they wanna think it's something
of fo' do's I got rid of all my old bitches, to make way for some mo' hoes We are the real Kings, god damn it my grill clean I smoke and I still lean,
mention? I'm all about the money and ridin in cars with suspension Bouncin, bankin up corners smokin dough Smokin that weed, hangin out with my locs and
wishes cause I'm mobbin folk niggaz in the back Gettin tipsy off the nog'gen, high as hell off the contact smoke They havin a smoke out in my back seat
as a veteran, my picture should be stacked From smokin sin to Hollywood they wild over there [Chorus: Project Pat] North, raise ya thumbs up nigga. {*repeat 4X*} [Project Pat
in this thang and you know we running thangs Everybody raise your thumbs, everybody show your gangs March in a circle man, muscle up until you strain Project Pat
, call it North Where Project Pat went to jail and court But now he back on the Southern bricks We gonna drink a lot and players smoke Newport uptown
s like what about this thing called a Gangsta Party? Must think I live life like it's a Gangsta Party! I'm 10 seconds away from a gangsta robbery, nigga
hood at my back that'll go to war with anybody playin with my stacks hit the stash while the slab sideways in the Lac lookin like a "Superstar" Mike D and Fat Pat
it North, where Project Pat went to jail and court But now he back on the Southern bricks, we gon' drink a lot and players smoke Newport Uptown, hit
