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project pat - old ways lyrics

[hook: project pat]
they gonna make me go back to my old ways
shooting pistols, robbing n-gg-s, selling yay
300 pounds of ghetty green on the way
dope kickers b-mpin’ mista don’t play
homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
robbery, -ssault and kidnap for drugs, murder
homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
robbery, -ssault and kidnap for drugs, murder

[verse 1: project pat]
extended clip one in the head, where the dope
she mask up, tied up, taped and some rope
hit a lick but have a brown, some pills and some smoke
they gave this b-tch a eighth of gas for some motherf-cking throat
kick yo door with the chopper, poppin’ yeah you already know
deal with the street n-gg-s, word on the street you a hoe
never got a burner on ya, n-gg-s think that you slow
bro i’m f-cking with you, make your food man that’s for sure
liars [?] you know how the jungle go
they say get up out the street, where a n-gg- gonna go
robberie, drug sales, that’s all a n-gg- know
robbery or extortion, pussy n-gg- make your choice

[verse 2: project pat]
heard this sucker a street over really getting it in
information gotten from a og in the pen
say his daddy was a gangster, but not he not respected
son had a shelter life, he was street neglected
on his daddy name plugs f-cking with it
og say his green light on that boy so go and get it
choppas with them [?] scope, we make no mistakes
me and my dog lick that bag though like a birthday cake
headed to the bedroom, n-gg- came out bustin’
my ak spit that dragon fire, let it start puffin’
n-gg- screaming “stop shooting, what ya n-gg-s want?”
i said where the motherf-cking money b-tch and all the dope
n-gg- took me to his stash and we took all his shit
25 p’s of cali and a f-cking quarter brick
now that’s a true lick
i came up in the hood, i came up off the hood
my n-gg-s is understood, ya feel me?

- project pat lyrics

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