Project Pimp - Murder Weapons lyrics

[Chorus] I had a anna wid murder weapons I'm sweepin' the city Hate the rizole they practicin' hoe I buried them b**hes It ain't no love for you dirty dirties I'm packin' that thirty Under the porch wid the camouflage n***a that laughin' I'm scopin' [Verse 1] n***a bring it on Peep the plan and all them fake a** friends b**h I'm by my lonesome but that thirty by me drinkin' gin Saggin' my pants and muggin' lookin' undereyed wid thirty slugs Bustin' wid no mercy hangin' out the hooptie rippin' me and cuz Hoe this sh** for real This is the heat that let you know the deal b**h them games you play is make me determine Whether should you live sh** on b**hes f** 'em f** the past and present time will hold Out for just the money cappin' p**y That sh** cause the dough Lit the strip wid diamonds big buck grill But you hate my kind Understand this sh** can happen Any kinda day I'm packin' mine What you wanna do f** that sh** you call your crew And your kinfolk too Bustin' thrities wid no mercy Under the piece we drinkin' brew I stand on the man, ain't no love Why is the f** we playin'? Is it just me or is it the way I walk and how I serve yo man f** yo weak a** clan b**h it's the Hill a hoe has nothin' else Thirty cannon bullets rippin' yo vest And can you catch your breath [Chorus] 2X [Verse 2] I'm deep in the cut not givin' a f** I'm peepin' and creepin' and Project Pimp bustin' on lame Penetrate demonstrate murder rate heavyweight Here comes the thirty can' hollow point swang The sh** ain't the same I'm bringin' the pain I'm climbin' and hangin' and jumpin' out trees Time for the young ones that thuggin' and rushin' You b**hes and snitches that's itchin' for kis Hater done tell me it's greed, but hoe I just need The scents and the smell ah that cheese Drop it off gimme some but I'm not robbin' you Hoe I'm just out for the sh** that I believe Cause some ah these n***as are pickin' out Project thug Project mug in a hoe prison for real Nina and a switchblade 'member I'm sick And that forty Glock thirty can bust a hoe grill Hit the block never stop rollin' wid thirty friend Beat up the neighbourhood drinkin' on Seagrams Gin How do you figure I'm flodgin' I'm mobbin' Wid infinite n***as that's all about dividends Project Pimp Project thug Project will f** up n***as and leavin' you n***as in ditches Alleyway rippin' and runnin' and gunnin' Convictable leave the body bloody wid stitches Thirty done rippin' and creepin' a n***a was Slippin' and stiffin' and flodgin' that pimpin' Tellin' me how I'ma wear my hat on your street And a banana clip under that sh** Anyway f** around kick around wid gin and Hen Smilin' wid super thought look at my body b**hes they hit me up on the horn f** what you wanna do Project Pimp man ah the party b**h [Chorus] 2X [Verse 3] Civilized and buck and wild and n***as so called actin' bad Really don't wanna k** him but he pushin' Don't frown peep and laugh With them n***as that'll pull them triggers Double O be for real After we take care ah that lil bidness b**h We sit back drink and chill Ain't no love for n***as b**hes f*ggots Wid them barricade Tryna stop my come up b**h I post up wid them hand grenade d**h is my intention f**in' wid a n***a like the Project thug On the blay wid a pistol one in the chamber With the Project mug Hollow P-O-I-N-T plus T.I. A-K got the plan Project P-I-M-P peep double O eight broke the law and ran Cross off friends they stupid f** theyself off when they cross they boss n***as talk that sh** around they posses But can't walk the walk Upside down wid liquor that's the bidness Cause Project the meanest All about that creepin' late night callin' Watch thug n***as finish Haters you could stop at playin' them games And keep your mind off mine f** you talkin' bout squashin' Project Pimp bustin' n***a I'm on the grind, on the grind [Chorus] 2X [Lots of shout outs til fade]