Project Pat Challenge Lyrics

[Intro]
This what I feel 'bout ya, ain't shit real 'bout ya
I still kill rappers
Body after body and I'm still rappin'

[Project Pat sample]
All that loud talkin hoe need to gon' settle down
'Fore yo friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground
All that loud talkin hoe need to gon' settle down
'Fore yo friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground

[Hook]
I feel like Project Pat
I got weed, I got blow like Project Pat
Project Pat
(Gorilla on these f*ckin' hoes) like Project Pat

[Verse 1]
You ain't no real nigga, you don't kill niggas, boy that ain't yo type
You lyin' 'bout them choppers on my life
Yo ass ain't 'bout that life on god
You ain't hood, you ain't trappin', you don't jook
You ain't never took a 100 bandz or pistol whipped a plug
You ain't never seen a dead man floatin' in his blood
We kidnap the dopeboys, damn right, I'm paranoid
You ain't shot shit, you ain't got no gun, you a burglarer
You broke the first rule; talkin' smart to a murderer
Mobster, I'm the type of nigga rob the robbers
Fresh up out the penti', rob yo ass for every penny
Gimmie Got Shot, blowed his ass off on the other side
My shooter, he paralysed, all he do is drive-by's
Jack, a nigga that's down for my crown mane
If yo ass step, I'm gon' be down town mane
Enemies gon' flee when I let these bullets fly mane Niggas passin' plates, snortin' line after line mane
[Project Pat sample]
All that loud talkin hoe need to gon' settle down
'Fore yo friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground
All that loud talkin hoe need to gon' settle down
'Fore yo friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground

[Hook]
I feel like Project Pat
I got weed, I got blow, like Project Pat
I think I'm Project Pat
(Gorilla on these f*ckin' hoes) like Project Pat

[Verse 2]
Yeah nigga, yeah nigga, I keep a big strap
Yeah, f*ck a diss rap, don't get yo ass bitch slapped
Yeah nigga, yeah nigga, I want yo bank roll
My homeboy gon' off that boy, he'll shoot yo main hoe
Niggas showin' out, talkin' loud
I got a hundred shots, I shoot off in the crowd
Now who done said that I lost it
I put yo body parts off in the garbage
Yeah real nigga, f*ck the flaudgin'
I leave a p*ssy nigga in a coffin
Say you ain't hard as you think you is
Hoes ask who I think I am
[Project Pat's "Keep My Name Out Yo Mouth" Verse]
Need to stay up out of mine
Can a nigga breath
You said you saw me servin' fiends
Can a nigga eat
Just cause you saw them wagon wheels
Now I'm in the street
Them bodies on the TV
So I shot the heat
Project Pat-ah all about a loaf of bread
'bout my paper, nigga I'll crack a head
But all that he say, she say, they cross
Heat spray all day or get your head blowed off

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