Project Pat - 528-CASH lyrics
[Project Pat - 528-CASH lyrics]
Yeah, weak ass nigga think he doin' it
I'mma call these muhfuckin' folks on him
I know he robbed that store
Get this muhfuckin' cheese
Damn, these folk biz as a motherfucker
Man, I'm 'bout to call these folk back damn!
As I sit in my cell, might as well be in hell
Left for dead, 201
Fourth floor where I dwell
Couldn't tell, thought you was a man
But you was a bitch
A nigga that I'd die for really was a snitch
Let me switch back to the scene
Scene of the crime
Where I left all my hopes and
Dreams caught me with a 9
Duffel bag full of plenty cash
Empty out safe hit the mask
But a nosey fag fucked up my escape
I could take any charge cause
It's death 'fo dishonor
"Do you plead guilty on this case?" No
Your honor
Wonder, how not guilty turned to guilty
Could it be that my homeboy
Turned state on me? I can see you and the
Victim sittin' like a hoe
On the prosecutor's side
Shove a 9 down the throat
Of a coward punk bitch, your body in a ditch
Could've sold my own soul just
To see the nine click
Click, then your carcass fall
Like the gavel fell
Nine years what they gave me
Then took me to jail
Did I tell? Nigga, hell nah
Project ain't a hoe
We can blast with them thangs or
We go toe to toe
Bullets blow niggas' brains out
Into outer space
Killas bust on you lames then
Leave without a trace
Just in case you was wonderin'
Did I let him live?
He's at home with his wife
But he better watch his kids
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
I'mma call these muhfuckin' folks on him
I know he robbed that store
Get this muhfuckin' cheese
Damn, these folk biz as a motherfucker
Man, I'm 'bout to call these folk back damn!
As I sit in my cell, might as well be in hell
Left for dead, 201
Fourth floor where I dwell
Couldn't tell, thought you was a man
But you was a bitch
A nigga that I'd die for really was a snitch
Let me switch back to the scene
Scene of the crime
Where I left all my hopes and
Dreams caught me with a 9
Duffel bag full of plenty cash
Empty out safe hit the mask
But a nosey fag fucked up my escape
I could take any charge cause
It's death 'fo dishonor
"Do you plead guilty on this case?" No
Your honor
Wonder, how not guilty turned to guilty
Could it be that my homeboy
Turned state on me? I can see you and the
Victim sittin' like a hoe
On the prosecutor's side
Shove a 9 down the throat
Of a coward punk bitch, your body in a ditch
Could've sold my own soul just
To see the nine click
Click, then your carcass fall
Like the gavel fell
Nine years what they gave me
Then took me to jail
Did I tell? Nigga, hell nah
Project ain't a hoe
We can blast with them thangs or
We go toe to toe
Bullets blow niggas' brains out
Into outer space
Killas bust on you lames then
Leave without a trace
Just in case you was wonderin'
Did I let him live?
He's at home with his wife
But he better watch his kids
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back
Snitches, bitches, snitches, bitches
Bitch, you scared?
Call the police tell 'em watch your back