Songtexte:
Project Pat Out There

head. Rocks in my scar. Pocket full of chips. Watchin' for the pigs splittin hatters wigs. Packin' me somethin' real player can you dig.(2x) Project Pat

gun on ma hip, rocks in ma socks, pocket full of chips Watchin fo tha pigs, splittin hatas wigs, stackin me some grip, playa can ya dig x 2 Project pat

mma tell you now you are better off passin' Stop writin' checks that your ass can't cash in, bro... [Chorus 3x] Yea, yea, yo, yo Plain Pat what up? Emile what up? Project

I stay out, please dad? Can I hang wit my little gang out? Hearin shots rang out, heard my moms call my name out Come upstairs, run up stairs Take

Yes, sir, once again it's on, Juicy J featuring Project Pat Chronicles of the Juiceman, North, North Part 2 Raise your thumbs up, my nigg' It's on, fool

Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic My Voice Projected My Life Reflected May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic. My Voice Projected, My Life

get ure ass earsed off the m-a-p devils daughter comin out nigga betta watch out because you got the queen of sins nigga I'm gonna turn it out comin

Give my black ski mask and gun and a doh to kick Grown watchin' frown put the tone underneath your chin You know project pat is there your nigga down

[Chorus: Project Pat] Wonabee wonabee Everybody wonabee Like a young G Gold teeth, drinkin' Hennessy Slang a ounce, to a bird In the street, like the