Project Pat - We Ain’t Scared Ho lyrics

We ain't scared ho we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho we ain't scared ho
We ain't scared ho, naw we ain't scared ho

The pain is what, I'm bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has flipped and
Hypnotized has came
Cause we the crew are rich off in the game
The hood is hard like cotton pickin days
We breakin law just like we rebellious slaves
We blaze and ride my mouth it fool of gold's
We sell the snow we also kick in does
The murder rate increases to the full
The 'dro is passed after I take a pull
I'm hustlin sun up until sun down
A pharmacist wit client out on the town
We wild just like the gorillas in the zoo
If you da weak then I'mma fuck wit you
Retaliation nigga it's a must
Don't get too close the rugers they will bust

I'm the main nigga on these bricks
Who don't give a fuck
If I had to rob a trick or a armored truck
Lay it down don't you make a
Sound or I shall unload
Face the ground fo I buck you
Down project ain't no ho
To the rule of society heavy in this shit
Slang caine standing on my feet
Playa I'm da lick
Who could say when the bullets spray
That I won't get hit
That's the change my nigga I'll take
Slapped ah extra clip
Right on in and commence to
Blast lookin through the mask
Full of gin question neva ask
Murder is the task
Poppin lead till I empty the whole magazine
To yo head tryin to chop
It off like a guillotine
Crossing me and you know I
Can't except a loss in the M we like to get
High and we like to cross who's the boss
Is the man standing round the chalk line
Growin old with his wife and
Kids didn't do time

Kick a trick in his anal hole
Knowing that I ain't ah hoe
Pull the hammer back aim for
Dome crush ya cantaloupe
Kill em by my weaponry
Mane I got no preferences
Nothing but some bullets for
You punks with discrepancy
Conflicts bully shit anna
And dat hate-cha-ret
Don't be talking crazy to me ho
Cause I ain't your bitch
Convict bustin head with a heart neva scared
Quick to pull a techin on
Will shoot the fuckin lead
Police think they can get some
Drunk and strapped with a gun
You can see what I'm bout
They goin to have to take me out
Trill nigga keep it trill
Weak niggas fake the deal
Goin out to goin out to do some shit
Hesitation got him killed
Worried bout consequence
Worried bout the witnesses
Put a mask on gone in and do the shit
Tell the nigga drop it off
Make the suckas give ya some
Take the goody good
Don't just stand there nigga run!