Project Pat - Bye Bye lyrics

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Now only weak nigguhs like to start bullshit'uh

Now only weak nigguhs like to start bullshit'uh

Auto Au Au Automatic when I aim you say bye bye

Automatic when I aim you say bye bye

[DJ Paul]

Ruthless

That was my style as a juvenile

I ran with gangs nigguhs I slanged

But in the meanwhile

I hang with [BHZ] rockers rockers on twenty-three chrome

You got your gun on you

I hate it if you done left it at home

Cause six is blasting nice and fast

And better clean your glasses

We quick to sneak

And put you to sleep like a certa mattress

You soft like pussy

So i guess thats why you smell like one

Bitch fuck alone

You better go and get your fucking gun

I'll have you begging for a double dose of percoscent

Your money bank if i touch you

And you dont get wet

We made a movie on you hoes

I know you loved it didn't

You started telling your girl

Man i could of been in it

But you a fuck nigguh

Nigguhs dont fuck with you nigguh

You donny brasco

Need to cali coat nigguh

I'm sick and tired of dissing you hoes on these cd's

I'm bout to start dissing you hoes on my dvd's

[Chorus]

[Project Pat]

I'ma start this one off with a toss from mah nigguh Ross

We don't run the rap game

But this city we the Boss

North Memphis South Memphis Westwood Orange [mile]

Project pat in this motherfucker layin smack down

Crackin down on you punk nigguhs talkin to much gang

Snortin all your dope up claiming that you in the game

False flaggin bitches, i'll catch you outta hell

If forman ass snitches protection fees in jail

What you pay dead body lay once the bullets spray

Round the way with the sk edward norten lay

You gon' pay cause these nine mil'uh mills quick to mop'uh

Wack a snitch off take ya life off the whoppa choppa

Get the choppa put the mask on

Nobody gon' hear knock knock

Get my blast on

All up in your grill

All a nigguh wanted dawg was a piece of the pie pie

But when my tones in your face you say bye bye

[Project Pat]

Nigguhs love to see this hate on the ten o clock news

Project pat got arrested by them boys in blues

He must be guilty of sin send his ass to the pen

God have mercy on [this boy] so i'm back here again

Nigguhs lie to they dawgs bout the shit that they do

Point blank range one in chain when i aim staraight at you

When i squeez on this trigguh its uh ooh spaghetti o's

The holo hit you and the bloody run down your nose

Kidnap a suckuh put the duck tape around his mouth

A snitching fucker and he knows whos i'm talkin bout

The nina popping and i'll put you permandisly

Push you in river with some bricks wrapped around your feet

Cause when its ana' best believe we gon' bring the heat

With extra clips cause we do not except defeat

I'm busting rounds and your chest will see cave'uhment

Then get on down when your body hit pave'uhment

[Chorus]

[Project Pat]

Ho!