Lyric Drive By

[Chorus-2x]
Hit the weed
Pass the dough
Mask em face
Hide the yo
Ride on up
Not too fast
Point the guns
Kill yo ass

[1st verse]
I m a North Memphis nigga
My nigga to my last days
And when I m dead and I m gone let the blunts blaze
See lifting weights in the pen got me toned up
But fuck the signs
If ya step I hold my chrome up
Don t give a fuck
Bout them niggas that you hangin wit
I m rollin up
Let this tech start sangin bitch
I never quit til you violators take a nap
Pop in yo car
Blew yo brains in yo potnah s lap
I know ya strapped
But you cowards like to play hard
But knowing that you don t wanna catch
A murder charge
See niggas like to get full of dat weed and liquor
You snort a line in yo mind
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo shit ll leave a nice hole
It s Project Pat on the track wit the dope cookin
And where I m from
Grown men don t take no ass whoopins

[Chorus-2x]

[2nd verse]
Not only weak niggas like to start bullshitta
But in the street couple hollow points will hit ya
I m watching out for you ones that are sheisty
I m low on cheese so I might pull a heisty
I know you punk motherfuckers wanna test me
Because yo bitch like to bow down and bless me
Don t give a damn get yo mama house shot up
And have her stiff like some crack that s been rocked
up
You fucked up and now you gotta pay the cost
Cause youse a hoe
And I m the motherfucking boss
Automatic when I aim you say bye-bye
Yo family sad you got killed in a drive-by
And to you ones that be talking all that yang,yang
What you gon do
When that thang s in ya face man
It s Project Pat wit that 12 guage strapped ya ll
I blow yo chest out yo motherfucking back dawg

[Chorus-4x]
Pat starts talking over chorus til end