Key: E minor•
Verse 1
I wanna send a special shout out
to these hypocrites
These muthafuckin' fairy informant
ass niggaz mayne
You know what I'm sayin',
these muhfuckin' Donnie Brascos
These fuckin' dick riders,
ol' pussy eatin' bullshit ass niggaz
Verse 2
get they muhfuckin' wig
Split, talkin' all that muhfuckin' pussy
hoe ass shit nigga
We ain't playin' with none of you hoez
Y'all know who I'm talkin'
about fuck you bitches
Verse 3
mix it in with that white and gin
D
Here we go again, Project Pat gotta keep a strap,
haters know I rap
blow me off the map
represent this hood
North Memphis, nigga Hollywood
Make it understand in my blood
D
G
D
ain't no trakeness
C
Or no fakeness and no hoe couldn't break this,
Verse 4
you can hate this
nigga here's the deal
Crunchy ain't runnin' 'round
here fakin' deals
here tryna get a meal
Verse 5
it don't cost nothin' to be real
Don't be runnin' 'round here
hollerin' you got deals
here hollerin' that you'll kill
but it costs when ya kill
Verse 6
suckaz like the World Trade
I'm riding Green Escalade,
full of green grenades
You hoez always hollerin' that
G
C
But everytime I turn around
you got our name on your shit
Verse 7
I'm still with them
You wish you was with them
How the fuck you hate them
when you always claimin them?
I think it's funny 'cause ya'll
faggots be still calling my studio
Trying to get back,
C
Em
C
stay who you with 'cause I don't need ya hoe
Verse 8
tossin' with no mercy hoe
We packin' mass case and decoratin'
ya with bullet holes
D
Em
D
La Chat I be ready you bustaz ain't
got no reeds and shit
my glock and go fucka wit
Verse 9
no killa in yo blood boi
The infrared be beamin',
I got this scope- a behind your door
the fact that we runnin' it
gon learn to respect it bitch
Verse 10
got some smoke in my mouth
Got some white in my nose,
got your bitch on the couch
trick I gotta keep it south
blow your brains out
Verse 11
got them guns loaded up
Fuckin' with the Scarecrow,
that'll get ya blowed up
It's a hold up, everybody fold up
Verse 12
a dike in her
breasto, coward in his chesto
And this police nigga,
what we call em' Donnie Brasco
Em
D
you can bring it, let's go
(Click)
Verse 13
goin' to make a mesto
Leave you 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 fuckin'
Am
Em
optimol- doe
Verse 14
you'll get your ass killed dawg
A fake ass nigga but he claimin'
that he real dawg
like you down dawg
Verse 15
a murder frown dawg
off the pavement dawg
Don't you make me act a fool when
somebody hatin' me dawg
Frayser Boy will leave you stankin', pop
you with that gat dawg
Verse 16
polices, niggaz who'll tell it
This union will rip your head in pieces,
I know ya feel it
Lisas 'cause you can sell it
I know ya smell it
Verse 17
just like a murder
You step, whoa,
then we shoot ya we quick to serve ya
You hate us feelings mutual
so don't be scared- a
The HCP will do ya mayne, we gon hurtcha
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