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lil jack – project pat challenge lyrics

[intro]
this what i feel ’bout ya, ain’t sh-t real ’bout ya
i still k!ll 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 -ss up off the ground
all that loud talkin hoe need to gon’ settle down
‘fore yo friend have to pick ya -ss 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 n-gga, you don’t k!ll n-ggas, boy that ain’t yo type
you lyin’ ’bout them choppers on my life
yo -ss 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, d-mn right, i’m paranoid
you ain’t shot sh-t, 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 n-gga rob the robbers
fresh up out the penti’, rob yo -ss for every penny
gimmie got shot, blowed his -ss off on the other side
my shooter, he paralysed, all he do is drive-by’s
jack, a n-gga that’s down for my crown mane
if yo -ss step, i’m gon’ be down town mane
enemies gon’ flee when i let these bullets fly mane
n-ggas p-ssin’ plates, snortin’ line after line mane

[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 n-gga, yeah n-gga, i keep a big strap
yeah, f-ck a diss rap, don’t get yo -ss b-tch slapped
yeah n-gga, yeah n-gga, i want yo bank roll
my homeboy gon’ off that boy, he’ll shoot yo main hoe
n-ggas 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 n-gga, f-ck the flaudgin’
i leave a p-ssy n-gga 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 n-gga breath
you said you saw me servin’ fiends
can a n-gga 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, n-gga i’ll crack a head
but all that he say, she say, they cross
heat spray all day or get your head blowed off

- lil jack lyrics

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