Project Pat - f**in' With The Best lyrics

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Project Pat - f**in' With The Best lyrics

(DJ Paul) HCP Hypnotize Camp Posse b**h and it's still on hoe (Chorus 1) (2x) North North North North North Mafia (Chorus 2) When you f** wit us well b**h you f**in with the f**in best When you f** wit us well b**h you f**in with the f**in best When you f** wit us b**h f** the rest you f**in with the best my... Hypnotize C-A-M-P Posse Posse (Crunchy Blac) Let me see do you n***as rob Let me see do you n***as k** Let me see do you n***as know how to get you a f**in mill Let me see do you n***as know how to keep sh** real If you faking the deal then you get your a** k**ed Ain't no hating round here n***a we bout our business All we trying to get is paper and we ain't even witness You talk a whole bunch of sh** get your head bussed b**h We put bodies in the back of of our pickup b**h And droppin em in a ditch (Lord Infamous) b**h eat these hollow tips and die f**in one through brain and rib cage Once they come simulate through your lungs make sure dum-dums don't die today Dig these hoes bury these foes b**h keep your nose up out my tray Toss grenades chopper spray stay the f** up out my way Leave dem casket doors closed nuthin left but n***a guts Take a paper sac don't be at the funeral throwing up None of his remains but these thangs I left in his truck Sincerly yours Lord Infamous Scarecrow (La Chat) Don't have to be no stranger violate b**h your life in danger A trigga n***a b**h that showin no pity full of anger I said from the start mothaf**a I warned you I got no love It's staight from the heart when I f** your body up with them slugs La Chat you know me hoe I'm always seen in the streets But you never gonna try to talk to me wishing cause you b**hes too weak If you f** with me it'll be your life a simple chance that you takin Clicked up with the Hypnotize Camp of life so all you b**hes quit hatin (Juicy J) Yeah on that ecs we rollin rollin North Memphis pistols totin totin Baby bottles full of cert With that ice we keep it frozen Fills of n***a on my hip Baby I might take a sip When I'm in the studio Envy he might take a slip Ounce of green we break it down Kings of Memphis on the town So you n***as take that ink Trying to stretch it with that frown (Crunchy Blac) Cause all I wanna know is can you smoke with me smoke with me Cheif on that weed you smokin dope with me dope with me (DJ Paul) b**h this a real mothaf**in click n***as out here traytin flodgin fakin on my profit sh** Trying to steal my name trying to have my fame even wanna look like me Plenty n***as join the game but only the real break the meat Bring the pain bring the noise get respect cash the check Everything be cool till they try to get what I get Fire hot platinum plaque matching chains with the watch Let me see you haters bring any plaques back to he spot Bring it on n***a bring it on don't forget to bring dem tones n***a bring dem tones n***a hope you be bout pullin triggas cause figgas I hang with to Thugs in HCP don't carry a gun n***a we carryin two Wanna be's never be's nobody's you asking me Just a bunch of n***as that wanna claim that low down dirty three Pop you b**hes in the back give your mamma's heart attacks From this day forth I declare war I hope you n***as ready for that (okay) (Project Pat) I represent North Memphis where your cars will be stolen Young n***as buck as hell nuts will get swollen Mothaf** the police dope we be holding Poppin out some lead empty clips then reloading Ghetto thug n***as out the hood what we molding Turn ya outer weed ecstasy and that blowin Pullin robberies jacking sprees dollars foldin Murder first degree f** with me I ain't goin Out here on these bricks making licks off of s**as Armed to the t you can die mothaf**a Trying to get a piece it's the slang we be using Of the f**in pie riding twa*ks we be crusing Violators dome and your head get so woozy All f**in day bodies stay on the newsy Hypnotize Minds on a rise for a come up Strapped wit them thangs those who hate will get f**ed up (T-Rock) My HCP gorillas making stance fractured skulls exploding brains To make it tame we came to put a strain of running game of lames Mafia n***as plan a fit weapons like black panther sh** Decinegrate your life and take your breath just like a cancer stick I blast with no hessitance no fingerprint evidence My mafia resiment will bomb on your residents I'm T-Rock and I dwell in slums of the ak to represent But call me Mr. Washington cause I'm all about presidents

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