local shit I can say sumimason kunichiwa can I get some yen? That's Japanese for 'Excuse me hello can I get some money man?' Can you do that? I don't
That's just the way that is And that's the way that it's gonna be, gonna be So ya might as well take ya lil' Heartbreak Hotel reside Stuck in the mud
em down We buck em down Only one Comin out of that back door slangin my yae-o rollin on them po-poes dropin that viper smokin that indo makin that
in me hoe Once I get that shit That plan in my head is to get richer Sittin' back countin' motzerella cheese That's the picture What's up, do you
ah have a gat Smoke a nigga With that trigga Memphis nigga Project Pat I'm down like the Kamakaze souldier on a killin' spree Once we get into it dog
hood on ya twankies Now ya gotta drop off them bitches and that ring on ya pankies Give me all ya dope or ya green, ya pills, and ya powda Or I gotta
Project Pat) By love real my nig Let blood spill my nig Shoot to kill my nig If ya real my nig Project Pat my nig I spit facts my nig Hang with macks
coming keep it coming {Project Pat} so you wanna try a nigga with the nine-a creep up from behind ya like the macarena shoot ya in your spine-a strap
rather go out like soldoer Then even fuck off wit' you cowards Come up on me,run up on me Nigga like you got some anna Play that role like you so buck
much I like it Again it's up to him I need to let some shots off It's DJ Paul with Teflon so take that bulletproof off When they jump, I pump to put
J) Yeah Juicy J in the house with my nigga Project motherfuckin' Pat Lettin' you niggas know about respect You know what I'm sayin We gets respect off
Juice Man hit the tables, scooped the Scarecrow off the stage Bangin' so bunk, there some fools always gotta start a fight They usually made us close up early that
projects, projects I was raised in the projects, projects I was raised in the Tryin' to floss in the projects, mayne get ya jacked off Run up on ya
'm fresh, out the pen *** blowin' on that kush weed, that's that good *** Frosty hairs on that green green and with no seeds Yeah, I'm ridin' high off
we don't bar the police, they can get it with ya... You false flaggers in these streets, we gon' get up with ya... HOOK We got paper over here, pull
a click so what nigga my click thicker A bunch of real niggas that'll burn ya With no waitin' catch ya slippin then jam ya up Slangin' weight ain't no
ya in it and ya down If ya wit it, represent it If ya in it, represent it If ya in it, represent it If ya in it and ya down If ya wit it, represent
ditch How many niggaz done talked that shit About the Project fuckin' Pat, Thug Posse ya bitch Niggaz gon' talk, bitches gon' start Muthafuckaz gonna get
