[Hook: Project Pat]
Walked up to your house, knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit, then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal bitch, so we gon' leave the cash
"What you niggas want with me?", to torture your ass
Walked up to your house, knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit, then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal bitch, so we gon' leave the cash
"What you niggas want with me?", to torture your ass
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
The blazin' sun refers to us as the sun is blindin' me besides
Infrared wine, Hypnotize Minds right behind
Packin' plenty heat for you niggas wit some beef
Beef is what I ? to be keep your mom up off the streets
Never said you were my friend, fuck this rap, I'll get revenge
Stick a knife up in your stomach, pull it out and stick it in again
Ghetto kings and queens, if you wit me, let me know
Pull up off your fuckin' blunt, hit another line of blow
Badder than a school of kids, they just want to fuckin' see
Clicked up with the triple 6, you don't know who you're fuckin' wit
Not to play for cheap, got you ? to JB
And some gas wit your ??? live as you could be
Talkin' shit about Miss Lady cuz you think that you the shit
Beat you with a fuckin' bat, dump your body in a ditch
Guess you know who you are, keep a watch out on your car
If you open up a door or bump, I'll blow your ass to Mars
Walked up to your house, knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit, then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal bitch, so we gon' leave the cash
"What you niggas want with me?", to torture your ass
Walked up to your house, knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit, then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal bitch, so we gon' leave the cash
"What you niggas want with me?", to torture your ass
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
The blazin' sun refers to us as the sun is blindin' me besides
Infrared wine, Hypnotize Minds right behind
Packin' plenty heat for you niggas wit some beef
Beef is what I ? to be keep your mom up off the streets
Never said you were my friend, fuck this rap, I'll get revenge
Stick a knife up in your stomach, pull it out and stick it in again
Ghetto kings and queens, if you wit me, let me know
Pull up off your fuckin' blunt, hit another line of blow
Badder than a school of kids, they just want to fuckin' see
Clicked up with the triple 6, you don't know who you're fuckin' wit
Not to play for cheap, got you ? to JB
And some gas wit your ??? live as you could be
Talkin' shit about Miss Lady cuz you think that you the shit
Beat you with a fuckin' bat, dump your body in a ditch
Guess you know who you are, keep a watch out on your car
If you open up a door or bump, I'll blow your ass to Mars
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