Chorus-2x Hit the weed Pass the dough Mask'em face Hide the yo Ride on up Not too fast Point the guns Kill yo' ass
1st verse I'm a North Memphis nigga My nigga to my last days And when I'm dead and I'm gone let the blunts blaze See lifting weights in the pen got me toned up But fuck the signs If ya step I hold my chrome up Don't give a fuck 'Bout them niggas that you hangin' wit' I'm rollin' up Let this tech start sangin' bitch I never quit til' you violators take a nap Pop in yo' car Blew yo' brains in yo' potnah's lap I know ya strapped But you cowards like to play hard But knowing that you don't wanna catch A murder charge See niggas like to get full of dat weed and liquor You snort a line in yo' mind Now youse a killa So pull the trigger so We can let the dice roll Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole It's Project Pat on the track wit' the dope cookin' And where I'm from Grown men don't take no ass whoopins
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2nd verse Not only weak niggas like to start bullshitta But in the street couple hollow points will hit ya I'm watching out for you ones that are sheisty I'm low on cheese so I might pull a heisty I know you punk motherfuckers wanna test me Because yo' bitch like to bow down and bless me Don't give a damn get yo' mama house shot up And have her stiff like some crack that's been rocked up You fucked up and now you gotta pay the cost Cause youse a hoe And I'm the motherfucking boss Automatic when I aim you say bye-bye Yo' family sad you got killed in a drive-by And to you ones that be talking all that yang,yang What you gon' do When that thang's in ya face man It's Project Pat wit' that 12 guage strapped ya'll I blow yo' chest out yo' motherfucking back dawg
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