Project Pat - Posse Song Lyrics
[Juicy J Intro]Yeah you know what I'm sayin I wanna send a special shout out to thesehypocrites, these mutha*****in fairy informant ass niggaz mayne, you know whatI'm sayin, These muh*****in Donnie Brascos these *****in dickriders, ol' *****eatin' bullshit ass niggaz, run they muh*****in mouth, get they muh*****in wigsplit, talkin all that muh*****in ***** hoe ass shit niggaWe ain't playin with none of you hoezYa'll know who I'm talkin about ***** YOU *****ES!!!Project Pat light the *****in track up for these hoes mayne...[Project Pat]Hen-Hen-O-Sin make a playa sin/Mix it in with that white and gin/Here we go again/Project Pat gotta keep a strap/Haters know I rap/Wanna shoot me in my gold teeth, blow me off the map/I attack like a shark would/Represent this hood/North Memphis, nigga Hollywood/Make it understand in my blood ain't no trakeness, or no fakeness/And no hoe couldn't break this/You can hate this/[Crunchy Blac]Dis ***** that *****, nigga here's the deal/Crunchy ain't runnin' round' here fakin' deals/Crunchy runnin round here tryna get a meal/Why you fakin' a deal, it don't cost nothin to be real/All ya gotta do is keep that shit real/Don't be runnin round here hollerin you got deals/Don't be runnin round here hollerin that you'll kill/It don't cost nothin to be real, but it costs when ya kill/[DJ Paul]I'm bout to crash into you suckaz like the WORLD TRADE/I'm riding Green Escalade, full of green grenades/You hoez always hollerin that we be some *****es and shit, but everytime I turnaround you got our name on your shit/"I used to be with them mayne I'm still with them", you wish you was with them/How the ***** you hate them when you always claimin them?/I think it's funny cause ya'll faggots be still calling my studioTrying to get back, stay who you with cuz I don't need ya hoe![La Chat]I call up my niggaz we buckin' and tossin' with no mercy hoe/We packin mass case, and decoratin ya with bullet holes/La Chat I be ready you bustaz ain't got no reeds and shit/That leaves me no choice to grab my glock and go *****a wit/You speak killa talk, but ain't no killa in yo blood boi!/The infrared be beamin', I got this scope-a behind your door/You niggaz can't take it you hate the fact that we runnin it/You ain't gotta love it, but you gon learn to respect it *****![Lord Infamous]Got some syrup in my cup, got some smoke in my mouth/Got some white in my nose, got your ***** on the couch/Got her head in my lap, trick I gotta keep it south/Got a problem with Three 6, gotta blow your brains out/Got that south sowed up/Got them guns loaded up/*****in with the Scarecrow, that'll get ya blowed up/It's a hold up, Everybody fold up/Niggaz talk like they tough, but they ain't got no nutts...*****!!![Juicy J]I'm shootin' a dike in her breasto/Coward in his chesto/And this police nigga/What we call em' Donnie Brasco/If u *****es want war, U can bring it, Let's go/When I put this tone in yo face (click) presto/A killa in a black coat/Goin' to make a mesto/Leave u in da street wit a bloody Willie Esco/Drankin' on some scotch, and we choppin' down that coco/Tryin' to roll some pot in a *****in' optimol-doe/[Frayser Boy]Don't you make the wrong move, and you'll get your ass killed dawg/A fake ass nigga, but he claimin that he real dawg/You ain't gotta lie to kick it actin' like you down dawg/Always lookin lite trying to wear a murder frown dawg/Don't you get smacked, and be gettin off the pavement dawg/Don't you make me act a fool when somebody hatin' me dawg/Hypnotize Camp Posse got my *****in back dawg/Frayser Boy will leave you stankin pop you with that gat dawg/[Project Pat]I'm watchin out for you polices, niggaz who'll tell itThis union will rip your head in pieces, I know ya feel itThese lyrics just like Mona Lises cuz you can sell itThe Posse Click tight like feces I know ya smell itThis ghetto hood shit is crucial just like a murderYou step WHOA then we shoot ya we quick to serve yaYou hate us feelings mutual so don't be scared-aThe HCP will do ya mayne we gon hurtcha
