(Project Pat)
North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange Mound
n***** ain't barrin' that bullshit make n***** clown
Down with the s*** called 1-8-7 killa b****
Thinkin' that you bulletproof but you'll end up in a ditch
Which one of you ho's thinking that you can't be got
Nine times I caught you slippin
Nine times the nine go pop pop pop till you drop
Body full of bulletholes
Where the hollow paint shells layin mane noboby knows
I suppose n***** try to estimate the triple six
They don't shoot at fiends they shoot you and I'm with the s***
Trick a**, soft a** n***** doin' pistol play
When you pull yo pistol m*********** that's where you gon lay
I'm a say this to the n***** with the problems
Step up to the Patsta b**** and I'm a solve them
Most of you foolish a** n***** like to ride, be
Tip-toein on you a** n**** it's like hide and seek
When I creep best believe that It's foor a revenge kill
n***** from the neighborhood, yeah mane they know the deal
See I'm real cause I'll look yo a** dead in the eye
When I put the tec to yo face b**** say goodbye
(Chorus 2x)
This ain't no game n**** I don't f*** around
This ain't no game n****, this ain't no game
(???)
Quick to freak like a maniac
As I c*** the handle back
n**** I'm for real
Your cap I will peal
I grab a n****
I crack his dome
The blood be drippin
From the handle of my tome
Cause mane I'm a naughty n****
I have to pull back the trigga
And watch yo blood skeet like juice
Cause b**** you ain't bulletproof
I'm down for 2 eleven
Don't make it a 1-8-7
See murder's the hobby mane
And lil Don is insane
This ain't no game n****
How in the f*** you figga
You try punkin' us you'll feel the blast out my trigga
Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack
I got my rep and c*** it back then the body stack
I'm the sawed-off eager to get gangsta
To you shankstas, lankstas and prankstas
Come and try yo luck if you thinking I'm a ???
Down with my n**** Pat this no game n****
Chorus 2x
Shootin' m************ at point-blank range (8x)
North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange Mound
n***** ain't barrin' that bullshit make n***** clown
Down with the s*** called 1-8-7 killa b****
Thinkin' that you bulletproof but you'll end up in a ditch
Which one of you ho's thinking that you can't be got
Nine times I caught you slippin
Nine times the nine go pop pop pop till you drop
Body full of bulletholes
Where the hollow paint shells layin mane noboby knows
I suppose n***** try to estimate the triple six
They don't shoot at fiends they shoot you and I'm with the s***
Trick a**, soft a** n***** doin' pistol play
When you pull yo pistol m*********** that's where you gon lay
I'm a say this to the n***** with the problems
Step up to the Patsta b**** and I'm a solve them
Most of you foolish a** n***** like to ride, be
Tip-toein on you a** n**** it's like hide and seek
When I creep best believe that It's foor a revenge kill
n***** from the neighborhood, yeah mane they know the deal
See I'm real cause I'll look yo a** dead in the eye
When I put the tec to yo face b**** say goodbye
(Chorus 2x)
This ain't no game n**** I don't f*** around
This ain't no game n****, this ain't no game
(???)
Quick to freak like a maniac
As I c*** the handle back
n**** I'm for real
Your cap I will peal
I grab a n****
I crack his dome
The blood be drippin
From the handle of my tome
Cause mane I'm a naughty n****
I have to pull back the trigga
And watch yo blood skeet like juice
Cause b**** you ain't bulletproof
I'm down for 2 eleven
Don't make it a 1-8-7
See murder's the hobby mane
And lil Don is insane
This ain't no game n****
How in the f*** you figga
You try punkin' us you'll feel the blast out my trigga
Straight out the honeycomb, smoking on the sack
I got my rep and c*** it back then the body stack
I'm the sawed-off eager to get gangsta
To you shankstas, lankstas and prankstas
Come and try yo luck if you thinking I'm a ???
Down with my n**** Pat this no game n****
Chorus 2x
Shootin' m************ at point-blank range (8x)