Project Pat - Fuckin’ With The Best lyrics
[Project Pat - Fuckin’ With The Best lyrics]
(DJ Paul) hCP Hypnotize Camp Posse bitch and
It's still on hoe
North North North North North Mafia
When you fuck wit us well bitch
You fuckin with the fuckin best
When you fuck wit us well bitch
You fuckin with the fuckin best
When you fuck wit us bitch fuck the
Rest you fuckin with the best my
Hypnotize C-A-M-P Posse Posse (Crunchy Blac)
Let me see do you niggas rob
Let me see do you niggas kill
Let me see do you niggas know how
To get you a fuckin mill
Let me see do you niggas know
How to keep shit real
If you faking the deal then
You get your ass killed
Ain't no hating round here nigga
We bout our business
All we trying to get is paper
And we ain't even witness
You talk a whole bunch of shit
Get your head bussed bitch
We put bodies in the back
Of of our pickup bitch
And droppin em in a ditch
(Lord Infamous)
Bitch eat these hollow tips and die fuckin
One through brain and rib cage
Once they come simulate through
Your lungs make
Sure dum dums don't die today
Dig these hoes bury these foes bitch keep
Your nose up out my tray
Toss grenades chopper spray stay the
Fuck up out my way
Leave dem casket doors closed nuthin
Left but nigga guts
Take a paper sac don't be
At the funeral throwing up
None of his remains but these thangs
I left in his truck
Sincerly yours Lord Infamous Scarecrow
(La Chat)
Don't have to be no stranger violate
Bitch your life in danger
A trigga nigga bitch that showin
No pity full of anger
I said from the start mothafucka I
Warned you I got no love
It's staight from the heart when I fuck
Your body up with them slugs
La Chat you know me hoe I'm
Always seen in the streets
But you never gonna try to talk to
Me wishing cause you bitches too weak
If you fuck with me it'll be your
Life a simple chance that you takin
Clicked up with the Hypnotize Camp of life
So all you bitches quit hatin (Juicy J)
Yeah on that ecs we rollin rollin
North Memphis pistols totin totin
Baby bottles full of cert
With that ice we keep it frozen
Fills of nigga on my hip
Baby I might take a sip
When I'm in the studio
Envy he might take a slip
Ounce of green we break it down
Kings of Memphis on the town
So you niggas take that ink
Trying to stretch it with that frown
(Crunchy Blac)
Cause all I wanna know is can you
Smoke with me smoke with me
Cheif on that weed you smokin dope
With me dope with me
(DJ Paul)
Bitch this a real mothafuckin click
Niggas out here traytin flodgin fakin
On my profit shit
Trying to steal my name trying to have
My fame even wanna look like me
Plenty niggas join the game but only
The real break the meat
Bring the pain bring the noise
Get respect cash the check
Everything be cool till they try
To get what I get
Fire hot platinum plaque matching
Chains with the watch
Let me see you haters bring any
Plaques back to he spot
Bring it on nigga bring it on don't forget
To bring dem tones nigga bring dem tones
Nigga hope you be bout pullin triggas
Cause figgas I hang with to
Thugs in HCP don't carry a
Gun nigga we carryin two
Wanna be's never be's nobody's you asking me
Just a bunch of niggas that wanna
Claim that low down dirty three
Pop you bitches in the back
Give your mamma's heart attacks
From this day forth I declare war I
Hope you niggas ready for that (okay)
(Project Pat)
I represent North Memphis where your
Cars will be stolen
Young niggas buck as hell
Nuts will get swollen
Mothafuck the police dope we be holding
Poppin out some lead empty
Clips then reloading
Ghetto thug niggas out the
Hood what we molding
Turn ya outer weed ecstasy and that blowin
Pullin robberies jacking sprees
Dollars foldin
Murder first degree fuck with me I ain't goin
Out here on these bricks making
Licks off of suckas
Armed to the t you can die mothafucka
Trying to get a piece it's
The slang we be using
Of the fuckin pie riding twanks we be crusing
Violators dome and your head get so woozy
All fuckin day bodies stay on the newsy
Hypnotize Minds on a rise for a come up
Strapped wit them thangs those who
Hate will get fucked up
(T-Rock) my HCP gorillas making stance
Fractured skulls exploding brains
To make it tame we came to put
A strain of running game of lames
Mafia niggas plan a fit weapons
Like black panther shit
Decinegrate your life and take your breath
Just like a cancer stick
I blast with no hessitance
No fingerprint evidence
My mafia resiment will bomb on your residents
I'm T-Rock and I dwell in slums
Of the ak to represent
But call me Mr washington cause
I'm all about presidents
It's still on hoe
North North North North North Mafia
When you fuck wit us well bitch
You fuckin with the fuckin best
When you fuck wit us well bitch
You fuckin with the fuckin best
When you fuck wit us bitch fuck the
Rest you fuckin with the best my
Hypnotize C-A-M-P Posse Posse (Crunchy Blac)
Let me see do you niggas rob
Let me see do you niggas kill
Let me see do you niggas know how
To get you a fuckin mill
Let me see do you niggas know
How to keep shit real
If you faking the deal then
You get your ass killed
Ain't no hating round here nigga
We bout our business
All we trying to get is paper
And we ain't even witness
You talk a whole bunch of shit
Get your head bussed bitch
We put bodies in the back
Of of our pickup bitch
And droppin em in a ditch
(Lord Infamous)
Bitch eat these hollow tips and die fuckin
One through brain and rib cage
Once they come simulate through
Your lungs make
Sure dum dums don't die today
Dig these hoes bury these foes bitch keep
Your nose up out my tray
Toss grenades chopper spray stay the
Fuck up out my way
Leave dem casket doors closed nuthin
Left but nigga guts
Take a paper sac don't be
At the funeral throwing up
None of his remains but these thangs
I left in his truck
Sincerly yours Lord Infamous Scarecrow
(La Chat)
Don't have to be no stranger violate
Bitch your life in danger
A trigga nigga bitch that showin
No pity full of anger
I said from the start mothafucka I
Warned you I got no love
It's staight from the heart when I fuck
Your body up with them slugs
La Chat you know me hoe I'm
Always seen in the streets
But you never gonna try to talk to
Me wishing cause you bitches too weak
If you fuck with me it'll be your
Life a simple chance that you takin
Clicked up with the Hypnotize Camp of life
So all you bitches quit hatin (Juicy J)
Yeah on that ecs we rollin rollin
North Memphis pistols totin totin
Baby bottles full of cert
With that ice we keep it frozen
Fills of nigga on my hip
Baby I might take a sip
When I'm in the studio
Envy he might take a slip
Ounce of green we break it down
Kings of Memphis on the town
So you niggas take that ink
Trying to stretch it with that frown
(Crunchy Blac)
Cause all I wanna know is can you
Smoke with me smoke with me
Cheif on that weed you smokin dope
With me dope with me
(DJ Paul)
Bitch this a real mothafuckin click
Niggas out here traytin flodgin fakin
On my profit shit
Trying to steal my name trying to have
My fame even wanna look like me
Plenty niggas join the game but only
The real break the meat
Bring the pain bring the noise
Get respect cash the check
Everything be cool till they try
To get what I get
Fire hot platinum plaque matching
Chains with the watch
Let me see you haters bring any
Plaques back to he spot
Bring it on nigga bring it on don't forget
To bring dem tones nigga bring dem tones
Nigga hope you be bout pullin triggas
Cause figgas I hang with to
Thugs in HCP don't carry a
Gun nigga we carryin two
Wanna be's never be's nobody's you asking me
Just a bunch of niggas that wanna
Claim that low down dirty three
Pop you bitches in the back
Give your mamma's heart attacks
From this day forth I declare war I
Hope you niggas ready for that (okay)
(Project Pat)
I represent North Memphis where your
Cars will be stolen
Young niggas buck as hell
Nuts will get swollen
Mothafuck the police dope we be holding
Poppin out some lead empty
Clips then reloading
Ghetto thug niggas out the
Hood what we molding
Turn ya outer weed ecstasy and that blowin
Pullin robberies jacking sprees
Dollars foldin
Murder first degree fuck with me I ain't goin
Out here on these bricks making
Licks off of suckas
Armed to the t you can die mothafucka
Trying to get a piece it's
The slang we be using
Of the fuckin pie riding twanks we be crusing
Violators dome and your head get so woozy
All fuckin day bodies stay on the newsy
Hypnotize Minds on a rise for a come up
Strapped wit them thangs those who
Hate will get fucked up
(T-Rock) my HCP gorillas making stance
Fractured skulls exploding brains
To make it tame we came to put
A strain of running game of lames
Mafia niggas plan a fit weapons
Like black panther shit
Decinegrate your life and take your breath
Just like a cancer stick
I blast with no hessitance
No fingerprint evidence
My mafia resiment will bomb on your residents
I'm T-Rock and I dwell in slums
Of the ak to represent
But call me Mr washington cause
I'm all about presidents