some twanky, twankies Playa hatas get found stanky, stanky Trickin' fat blunts of that danky, danky Big diamond rangs on our panky, panky It's the project
it business to keep food in my tummy Tha ghetty ghetty green on them 20's riding clean 'Cause paper chasing just I'm like a fiend It's yo boy Project Pat
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
fiend for dat ghetty green Gotta get da cream, get da cheese, dats by any means If ya real, then throw ya set, let me see ya sign Project Pat, from
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
yo ass off the floor [Verse Two] Yeah nigga, yeah nigga I'm 'bout this 'caine nigga I'm stayin true to these words that I slang nigga Yeah nigga, yeah nigga That Ghetty Green
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
I rode in this bitch And we bout our paper, we shuttin' your block down We takin' full charge Can't nothin' be done 'til Project Pat said "Yo, fuck
Aaa Please Yea Aaa, please Say pretty please Ahh Yea Say I want some triple six dick (Let's) Ooo, I want some triple six dick (Let's call the boys, let
', waitin' on this bitch Heard a knock at the do', come on in ho I know you wit that train shit, the bitch said for sho' Pat was hittin' from the back
Ghetty green, ghetty green I gotta get the green Ghetty green, ghetty green And that's by any means Ghetty green, ghetty green I gotta get the green
keep my game clean Man dis greenery iz made for inhalin' Smoke go to my lungs then I'm sailin' To a place where all you heard iz your vocab Project Pat
a mack, still a thug Still a mane showing love To my dawgs, to my folks Violators be slugs in ya back Ratta-tat It's your dawg Project Pat In the hood
Fordítás: Project Pat. Ghetty Zöld.
