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lirik lagu choppers – project pat

on the block we got them choppers
we got them choppers in the car, we got them choppers
we got them choppers at the club, we got them choppers
we got them choppers, ain’t no love, we got them choppers
we got them choppers

look chopper totin’ is my occupation
set my ground, i’m representing in this situation
since i was young, it been all about paper chasing
it was a trauma for n-gg-s that been player hatin’

i don’t give a f-ck, call it short, ten years i was facing
b-tch wanted b.g.z to get out but that ain’t ’bout natin’
b.g., a livin’ legend that represent the streets
t.v’s is what i’m watching while i’m in my mercedes jeep

i don’t check n-gg-s then splittin’ n-gg-s
i’m thuggin’ with project pat, we all rich n-gg-s
presidential rolex wrapped around my wrist n-gg-
n-gg- hope after the show, i’m f-cking yo b-tch n-gg-

act like a n-gg-, cash money like to shine n-gg-
pay attention ’cause we hypnotize yo mind n-gg-
about my cash, so i stay on the grind n-gg-
you wanna war, look i’m ready at all times n-gg-
’bout mine n-gg-, get it right, get it right

what you say b.g.z, these n-gg-s better
get it right, everybody stay in line
n-gg-s totin’ gats and breakin’ backs
but in 98, we shine in 99

it’s n-gg- time and i’m gone get mine
n-gg-s incausterated doing time shouting, “f-ck one time”
got limo tents with rolie’s that gone line
totin’ two nine’s shots from the front and behind

let b-tch n-gg-s know they can’t take mine
i’m using my mind ’cause i’m enhancing doing crime
and you gone hear it in all my rhymes
i’m moving bricks to set tricks making sure

every hoe i f-ck with, suck my d-ck
my baby momma could miss me with that bullsh-t
i want the money, a rolex, a 99 roles royce kaneice slick
n-gg-s bettin’ shoutin’ how you love that?

these other n-gg-s keep stealin’ but i don’t understand that
not f-cking these hoes with project pat
n-gg- tell me, how you love that?
tell me, how you love that?

i’m yo dawg, project pat ghetto section a
housing stomach pain, growling got me on the prowling
streets got me wildin’, backstabbers smilin’
now i’m catchin’ checks for some hundreds and thousands

i’m housing these b-tches man, dope try to down me
grew up in the hood, so you hoes better crown me
get from ’round me, i’m a thug be beside me
(out of state)

wanna show love but they know they can’t know they fake
when i touch ya dome won’t be sh-t funny
like baby and b.g. i want that cash money
the fast money i’m addicted to this fast life

just like a drunk i’m smoking crack out that gl-ss pipe
yo -ss might as well try to jack yo momma
i never had sh-t to run up and catch troubles
a real n-gg-, ya step, ya die, see yo -ss
rather try crack before you try me

- project pat

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