Project Pat - We Can Get Gangsta lyrics

Hello, hello, hello?

Pat, whats up man, whats up?

Boogelou, whats up man? Man yea man
A nigga done messed me off down here dawg
I got caught for a weak azz
Pistol charge man dese folkz
Gon try and make a
Nigga do a whole mutha fuckin calendar dawg
I need ya to send me sumthin

I gotcha, what happened?

Man, I was messin off wit my nigga
Man dis shit fucked up!

I gotta call from my dawg
Gangsta Fred jus da other day
Met some nigga from da other way
Wanna purchase yay
Said dey wanna get good shit for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis nigga by da bayou
Could be da po-po
That's the way my mind think
Thought about the shit for a
Minute, then I took a drank
Thinkin of a coma, knowin I ain't gonna fall
Call up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob
Assault den he ball off, wit da
Goods to a rendez-vous, spot
Handed Fred back his dope
Den we split da loot
Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got
Sumthin serious
Infactuated wit da game, very curious
Dat'll kill da cat
Cause da game ain't to be told
Quit smokin crack, my nigg-a, it's to be sold
Gettin old, never worries me
I don't give a fuck
Let dem po's stay on my mind
Call dat nigga up

If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta
We can get gangsta
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta
We can get gangsta
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)

We can set dis shit up, for a, secluded area
Tell em bring himself
And da duffle bag carrier
Met him 4am, hit Creek Hill, at a Exxon
In a hot car, tech-9 and a rouger gun
Another nigga came, wit da nigga
Dey got out of 'Lac
Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk
"Where da cheese at?" nigga took a sniff
And he seen dat da shit was straight
Said dat da loot was in
His trunk, now I'm thinkin, "Wait"
"What's goin on?"
Partner took da dope off da trunk
Raisin up my tech, nigga in da trunk
Raised da pump
Bullets popped off, Fred caught one
In da chest lucky for my nigg'
He was wearin bullet proof vest
Shootin tech, but I coulda died
Cause it jammed up pump at my dome
Dat's when Poncho feet had slammed up
Shot da 45, blowin both niggas azz off
Think we got em down
Wit da cheese and da sawed-off

If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta
We can get gangsta
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta
We can get gangsta
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)

Two weeks later, still knowin bout da fuckery
Move dat a nigga pulled
Spot a police watchin me watchin me
Cause I fit description of a suspect
Pullin me, over
Now he askin where my license at
"Officer, I done left my wallet at da house
Sir" still took me Down-town
Cause da police don't care
Down in lower level, man a simple situation
Turned into, a 72-hour investigation
Ima ex-con, so I don't need a walk through
To dis jail shit, wonderin
"Who did dey talk to?"
Could've been my dawg, not my nigg'
Dat's a hell naw dey done found my tech
But I ain't got shit to tell ya'll
Feelin kinda sick
Cause dey finna send me up da river
Couldn't be a snitch
Cause I can't tell on my nigga
Tech, didn't match da gun, Woons
(police) bout to let me go stuck wit da gun
Charge, violated my parole

If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta
We can get gangsta
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta
We can get gangsta
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can)