Project Pat - Cheese And Dope Lyrics
Project Pat]I been slanging on this green green that I done get cutby these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutzcouldn't ball, down to none, got this weed is in my lungsnigga's stick me for a bag, I'ma shoot 'em in his assI'ma show 'em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learnWhen you cross in this game, then yo ass will get hurtWhen my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dimeTakin' fair chance after chance, but I got to danceTake the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolverI've been heard you're robbers, don't want no other robbers boyI done and scald ya, with pistol slapped cross mouthReach in niggaz pockets, and take yo money outWhen you know what's goin', you got cheese, I got dopeFor da 900th stone, I got peas, I got cokeain't no credit give mang you could get from round hereNiggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin' down here[chorus]I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of *****ing dopeI got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo'hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of doughwhat yoooouuuu need brah, is to ***** wit yo boy[Project Pat]You heard word? what's the word? but you dawgs is da lowselling weed and this weed, but you won't complain a stoo'I'ma go, I'ma pull, leave a rabbit out a hatOn some cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gatsAlways trying to be slick, you done stepped in some shitYou done broke ghetto laws, you could tote a *****in jawsNigga boy, he ain't know, cus da street never mindsWalk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes,you be stinkin' wit the flieswalking around on chrome, wit yo *****, smokin' dro*****ing all in yo home, while she kissing on ma lips,She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen booms as I dipThrough the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywoodRepresent it, to da max, out this out of state factsTrying to stack me some pape's, got my foot on you snakesTrying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you niggaz that I fade[chorus 2x]I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of *****ing dopeI got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo'hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of doughwhat yoooouuuu need brah, is to ***** wit yo boyYou could duck from the tech, on da scaldaeOnce I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paidIf you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigadeGet you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher bladeSippin' on some pauly vision, like some sweet kool-aidStrapped with me, an automatic gun, don't you violateNiggaz ain't gonna snitch on me dawg, i didn't hesitateCaught him, at the projects one day, sent him, to his gravePlayaz wanna come through the hood, but they got the fearKnowing it ain't all to the good, you could get it hereWrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" let's goWope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets fullEyes red ass hell, cuz I ain't had a blink of sleepSnorted a quarter ball, so that U, could stay on my feetTrick's in this *****, just as same as a nigga tooIf you trusting hoes in this game, you'se a dammn fool..[chorus till end]I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of *****ing dopeI got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo'hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of doughwhat yoooouuuu need brah, is to ***** wit yo boy
