9th Wonder & Buckshot

9th Wonder & Buckshot - Pat Em Down lyrics

rate me


You better watch what you around, It might be going down

You take that nigga in, you might be outta bounds

So when you turn around, and you hear the click

Your movie is a skit, that’s sick

[Verse 1]

What’s up my nigga? Let me holla at you

Word on the street, I heard police is throwing dollars at you

They got you wired up, that got me fired up

So listen up, I gotta see if they lying or what

Cause that’s fucked up, if it’s true

Duke, you Secret Service? You CIA?

Well, you see I ain’t nervous, and you see I don’t play

I put them cards on the table, three monte

You had the right connect, but you was bigging up the wrong state

Okay, listen

Now I’m looking at niggas, and I’m feeling real funny

It ain’t a joke, though

Why? Cause I’m peeling real money

Nigga, you bummy

Still live with your honey

Donnie Brasco fiasco -- eat, money

You still police, money


[Verse 2]

We did a few hustles, had a few scams

That’s why I’m looking like, nah, not you, fam

You used to shoot up in the air, I called you toucan

When police was coming, you was running -- tan blue van

You was my man, damn

Now all of a sudden, I hear you stuttering

When you see the black car no brothers in

Trying to front for BDI like you don’t fuck with them

My nigga, you bugged, but I’m saying you’re bugged from them

No wonder why I seen the whip the other night on the strip

I seen the cop who said alright, shot, trip

And I’ll be there when you fall like the Albee Square Mall

But I’ll be damned if I see you canned like tourists

Nigga, I’mma do me regardless


[Verse 3]

Ain’t no rules when you doing you

Anybody could get it

Some do it for the love, some do it for digits

Some want to get to the top by any means

If it means coming for your living or seeing prison

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