Hey pass me a beer manHere you goMan that nigga been standing on the same goddamn spotSlagin' that shit about the last 4-5 days manWit the same clothes on, ain't even been home yetI don't even think so I wonder if he smoking or sellingThat shit he had to be smoking or snortin' somethingTo up for them 4-5 daysNaw, I heard he shot somebody manFor real?That's the reason why he probably can't go homeYeah, you know like what you call been missing to manI think that's the nigga, he suppose to be frontin' his money toThat's why the police been drivin' around so hardYeah, burning the spot up man, yeahYeah, we might need to gone call 528-CASHThat nigga ass and turn him on inWe need to man to make that little change manGet some mo beers or somethingYeah, we gone do thatNeed to hurry up and gone, turn that nigga ass in man makeThis neighborhood probably a little bit safer manA little bit moreAtleast for us or somthing dangBlunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Blunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Project Pat a nigga that's down for his crown manIf your ass step I'ma be downtown man4th floor bound man that's if I get caught manPush me to the edge so it really ain't my fault manSee I gotta die man, don't you even try manEnemies gone bleed once, I let these bullets fly manMomma gonna cry man, I like to get high manNiggas passing plates snortin' line after line manI got's to get mine man, robbing was the crime manThat a nigga did but I done serve my time manPut that all behind man, get out on the grind manSlang some of this dope in the steets or my ride manSee I ain't a fool man, fuck listen to you manWhy you in my grill? And you knowin' we ain't cool manProject ain't a duck man, see I know waz up manGet up off my dick like a motherfucking slut manBlunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Blunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Where I'm from man, ain't no sunshineOnly shine on a doggs ass if his ass don't get on the grindDoin' time help a nigga out to clear up my headUse to have a shank and a knife that was by my bedIt was said I would end up dead working in the streetsBut the streets is the only thang I see payin' me quarter key fuckServin' deals rockin' to the shake slangin' guns slangin' TV'sMan, I'm tryin' to make all I can my nigga puncho at a hoes houseGet her drunk, take her to the back, put dick in her mouthLeave the front door unlocked, my nig turn the radioPull the car up into the yard, cleaning out the hoeYou should know that a burglary really ain't for meI just got out the tentary tryin' to get my feetGet the cheese off the merchandise, went a bought a dealNigga, please you say you don't steal I'ma keep it realBlunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Blunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Hataz like to get a playa twisted in that bullshitaAnd game splita I'm also a wig splita your ass gettaShoot up by the 9 mila, your cap I drillaWhen fucking with real nigga the chrome triggaShall regulate a punk quicker a bullet hit yaI'm zoned of that brown liquor you needTo get ya nose outta niggas biz quit spreadin' rumorsLike a motherfucking punk bitch, my trunk is the bedFor a kidnapped victim, hollow point hit them pull out my gunYour hands, you get them up in the airAh, because you came to me in error, don't wanna scare yaSee you have manifest in terror I know these bulletsWill pop your shit off like a meleon, let's bust it up manFuck man who you tellin' it's armagedeon the North Memphis crackWe sellin' you, pass me the potent weed is what they yellin'Blunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Blunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?Blunt to my lips, gun on my hipRocks in my sock, pocket full of chipsWatchin' for the pigs, splitin' hataz wigsStackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?...
