project dawgs - project dawgs lyrics
[chorus]
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to david baker, that’s my project dawg
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to shorty red, that’s my project dawg
[verse 1]
how can i explain myself, i can’t blame myself for the hard times
left the hood from the hard grind, and end up writing these hard rhymes
shorty red, you my dawg though, how you еnd up taking a fall for?
i can’t believe you was a hoе though, n**ga always trynna ball though
imma write this rhyme about ya, kinda hard to move on without ya
everybody tried to doubt ya, running their mouth all about ya
on the real, mac [???] like i drink a gin with weed
we was all about our cheese, and as soon as you n**gas trynna get keyed
but you walked and rolled up on me, n**gas talking like they know me
wish you were here to see knock and about to blow, can’t n0body owe me
ril, rest in love, pour some brew and smoke some bud
to ya thugs, went from scrubs to straight ballin’, now i’m all in
now wasn’t ready for that callin’ about my beating n**gas falling
shorty red, david baker, i wonder why they had to take ya
at the point of havin’ it all, much love to my project dawgs
making sure that yall don’t fall, by putting yo name up on that wall
[chorus]
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to 50 cent, that’s my project dawg
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to [?], that’s my project dawg
[verse 2]
my dawg is dead now, let me take some hen to my head now
your so [?] now, i’m seeing everything red now, i’m so slept out
when my dawg went up to that debt house and stressed out, i felt it when he let his last breath out
no one left now to help me up the steps of wealth now, now my [?] and love is where he rest now
now i lied to you, walked up to your body and i cried to you
said i quit this game, we be slanging no more cane
but as soon as the first day came, we was doing the same thing
we was stuck with it, me and my project dawg we grew up with it, f*ck with it
as soon they showed us how to bubble with his troubles in it
you got those haters and undercovers and them struggle with it
might leave you looking for love or resting with it, i represent it with my project dawgs
to try and help me win it, and we gon’ win it
it’s gon be grinding take our time in it, shine in it but my project dawgs keep on dyin’
[chorus]
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to fee fee, that’s my project dawg
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to mike howard, that’s my project dawg
[verse 3]
project dawgs, them same n**gas that i came up with, got on the [?] with
drank out the same cup with, memories i’m stuck with the homies who done got dusted
it’s enough sh*t to make a n**ga say f*ck it, hit the block at 14 to get my hustle in
hoping these n**gas don’t make me get my bustin’ in
cuz i’m trusting men as far as i can see them, outta line i’m dealing with your [?]
cuz i ain’t dyin’, i ain’t trynna have my momma cryin’, mike howard, you know them n**gas was outta line
but that’s on the gate, i’m going to ride, that’s on them trays when he touch down
big homie, he gon die, i can’t forget you overalls got that mental picture
f*ck with you, and all them broads was so quick to diss you
cuz you my n**ga, do or die, just gon have to deal with you
and when i blow and get richer, they just gon have to deal with ya
[chorus]
it’s a dirty game, y’all
how many n**gas gon’ ball?
how many gon’ fall?
how many out there gon’ be hoes?
how many gon’ have they name on the project walls?
rest in love to mike mike, that’s my project dawg
[verse 4]
mike mike, t*a, lil mopp, can’t forget ya
sitting houses, chillin’ reminiscin’ on ya picture, this life is so rough
it’ll have you stressed out, then stranded
my folks, my eights, and all of my dawgs they demanded to get the cheese
that cash, that grass, i mean the [?]
better watch out for them haters, them haters that turn to k!ller
your front, your back, side to side, you better watch it
o to the [?] to the g, what what, that dawg og wallace
this game is corruption, but ain’t nothing but them busters
all of my thoughts, they knew but when im see ya imma rush ya
and greet em with many slugs, cuz mane i’m missing my dawgs
mike howard, t*a, mike mike and c*ball (c*ball…)
ca
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