[Intro: Gangsta Pat]
Projects
[Verse: 1: Gangsta Pat]
Fresh up out of the projects, mane
Hangin' with homies that got on a track
Tryna make money so I can go buy me a [?] casette, and re-up on my stack
Rollin' so clean in the Chevy thang
We carry rolls on my neck, and I'm bailed
Comin' straight out of the Ghetto with golds in my mouth from the south, and I'm servin' 'em well
Roaches and racks in my living room
Runnin' across the front table
Fresh in my gangsta, I'm back and finnessin', I spent so much shit, 'cause I'm able
Hangin' with homies that's up to no good
People don't like it when we come around
Some people say we leave [?], but they straight
Just as long as they don't put us down
Hard-headed
We never listen to nothin' unless it's about makin' cheese
Hangin' with hustlers out on the corner, late night, and we chillin' with black hood and jeans
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm straight from the projects, mane
Oh, I'm so buck
Comin' straight out of a place where you bustas are scared to come to, 'cause you might get stuck up
Ballin' up in the mall, mane
Shoppin' for sets and we lookin' for work
Women are hiding their purses
And bustas are tuckin' their herringbone deep in their shirt
We don't want your valuables, all we want from you is yo respect
So where you from, mane?
Where you from, mane?
I'm straight from the -
Projects
[Verse: 1: Gangsta Pat]
Fresh up out of the projects, mane
Hangin' with homies that got on a track
Tryna make money so I can go buy me a [?] casette, and re-up on my stack
Rollin' so clean in the Chevy thang
We carry rolls on my neck, and I'm bailed
Comin' straight out of the Ghetto with golds in my mouth from the south, and I'm servin' 'em well
Roaches and racks in my living room
Runnin' across the front table
Fresh in my gangsta, I'm back and finnessin', I spent so much shit, 'cause I'm able
Hangin' with homies that's up to no good
People don't like it when we come around
Some people say we leave [?], but they straight
Just as long as they don't put us down
Hard-headed
We never listen to nothin' unless it's about makin' cheese
Hangin' with hustlers out on the corner, late night, and we chillin' with black hood and jeans
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm straight from the projects, mane
Oh, I'm so buck
Comin' straight out of a place where you bustas are scared to come to, 'cause you might get stuck up
Ballin' up in the mall, mane
Shoppin' for sets and we lookin' for work
Women are hiding their purses
And bustas are tuckin' their herringbone deep in their shirt
We don't want your valuables, all we want from you is yo respect
So where you from, mane?
Where you from, mane?
I'm straight from the -
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