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Project Pat( Patrick Houston )
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Get Down
Lyricist:Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Earl Houston
Yes sir north, north Yeah Project Pat 'bout to hip you niggaz to some real shit How he used to do it back in the day That mask and that muhfuckin' pistol What that nigga went to jail fo' on some real real shit
I was wild with that pistol in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of coke and weed You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get down, you know how we get down
I was wild with that pistol in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of coke and weed You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get down, you know how we get down
They knew them K's was blazin', they knew they couldn't phase him Roll through not to get chasin', look for prey to slay 'em That's what we out here doin', Hardy Boy heads we bruisin' Resist and you'll be losin', murder was the conclusion
Flossin' and flaugin' with flags, hit you with autos and mags Run up on this here you'll crash and we ain't wearin' no mask Strange to us an alien, warrin' like it's Rayleon You, got reputation, dog you needs to pay me some
Cars it ain't no savin' 'em, broads we out here playin' 'em Until that we go to jail, then we wanna stay with 'em Kept the hydro fired up, coca kept us wired up If you is a shaky guy, you don't wanna ride with us
I was wild with that pistol in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of coke and weed You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get down, you know how we get down Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I was wild with that pistol in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of coke and weed You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get down, you know how we get down
I had cheese, dope and a whole bunch of broads Hydro weed, smoke and pistola in my draws Niggaz do choke, scared of me like the laws 'Cause that gage I tote, blow they back through the walls
Well they never ever caught me, catch a bartee You could die, rather shortly, murder partee Drankin', on a fo'ty, wanna cross me Shot the boy in his face, now his brother want me
And my boys took it out of town, oh it's a collision Nothin' to a gangsta, that ain't no decision Seen 'em dippin' with them wankstas leavin' the club Guerrilla piss, in my system, a dangerous drug
My nigga C he was drivin', they pulled on the E-way Ballin' up behind them, I let lose the SK Through the wind shield, rip steel, cut they heads off On expressway seen a exit then we sped off
I was wild with that pistol in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of coke and weed You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get down, you know how we get down
I was wild with that pistol in the streets Tryna make a killin' off of coke and weed You know how we get down, you know how we get down You know how we get down, you know how we get down
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