Project Pat - Weak n***az lyrics

Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta Gangsta, gangsta, weak n***az perpetrate Gangsta, gangsta, weak n***az perpetrate Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta Gangsta, gangsta, weak n***az perpetrate Gangsta, gangsta, weak n***az perpetrate I grab my swatter I swat this bug, he laid to rest f**in' wit T-R-I-P-L, E-S-I-X n***az be talkin' but in the end I like f** 'em up In the beginnin' they could've survived but they had no nuts b**h where you graduated from, I said a school of hoe-in' 'Cause in yo face, off in the streets aint nothin' but hoe is showin' Too f**in' light, too f**in' light to try to fight Stick you with knives, shoot you with - nines and take yo life Yea we know you n***az are f**in' scared 'cause we don't play around Never wanna step 'cause Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground People say you buck but we all know that's just that liquor bro n***az swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' that snow If a member call me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and roll Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body cold Foo this ain't no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill High cappin' and dissin' in yo rappin' just might get ya k**ed They don't f** wit you like ya f**ed with them Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb You got no ends, now you got no friends Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in They don't f** wit you like ya f**ed with them Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb You got no ends, now you got no friends Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in Whachu doin' round hea? My n***a I gotta get ya Fresh outta jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so I split ya Head to the meet-ie, give to the needy so f** the rest No understandin', Projects the greedy, ya could be next I'm robbin' victims with of the face of a? No hesitatin', I come out buckin' so watch the nine Off in East Memphis transactin' bizness I know you straight I'm buckin' you fakers who ain't got cheese, the ones I hate Could it be me, could it be somethin' in the f**in' air Im seein' n***az, them n***az bodies flyin' everywhere You wanna know if the Lord is mackin' or a f**in' player I'm keepin' all of you muthaf**as in my f**in' prayers Everywhere that I go I'm gettin' all these evil stares I'm sick of all of these hatin' muthaf**as in my hair All in my bizness, God is my witness I don't even care Cause all you b**hes you get the *blaah* died hell yeah They don't f** wit you like ya f**ed with them Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb You got no ends, now you got no friends Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in They don't f** wit you like ya f**ed with them Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb You got no ends, now you got no friends Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in Deep deep in them trenches of Memphis where I'm seriously pimpin' Da Koopsta da Knicca breakin' mo b**hes than London got bridges Send this to you n***as so you besta listen well Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in hell This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-I for you n***as that've lost it Spl-izat yi-zo iz-a**, will?off it Call Chris mane, sh** dump 'em in a ditch Witness this wicked bit whipped up outta the Six riders My n***a CB he be back out here on these bricks again He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him some dividends He kidnappin' hoes so he can make him some money mane And f**in' wit him is like f**in' wit somethin' different Ya gotta be tough, n***a ya gotta be rough Like ash to ash n***a, and dust to dust In gats we trust n***a, it really ain't much n***a 'Cause talkin' to us n***a, we blowin' ya up They don't f** wit you like ya f**ed with them Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb You got no ends, now you got no friends Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in They don't f** wit you like ya f**ed with them Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb You got no ends, now you got no friends Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in I'm smoked out, snorted out, drunken and I'm blown