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Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project
Project hallways, the hallways
Project hallways, the project

Step in to my hell
You to be on the up and up
Watch back, pump your crack
But don't to re-up

A your God and you pray to it all day
Then at night, you catch a
But it's the shit you got to do
'Cause if you wasn't watchin', catch your ass too

You go all out if you want props
Or you can just kill a man and the same for cops
Now you a little fame from the drug game
Whether you shoot 'em up, or cracks, it's all the same

But fuck it in it to win it
Fat uptown, cookies in the rocks, spot's hot
Now you're livin' the life of a project sad
Makin' loot from all the right wrongs

But that's the way it goes when you choose your
And you might just feel the of a tec 22 blast
All out war, with niggaz from the next
You're pullin' out the glock, to 'em down

Now Mr. Big Shot in your tribe
know your name from Mt. Vernon, to Southside
Comin' from the streets of
Where the only thing know
Is how to roll it up right and load it up

You're startin' a war
pull the trigga if you want a little more
Frank Nitty style, Buck
Thirty-eight from uptown thugs

No question, you're true to the
the age of a little Brand Nubian
From tops to props [Incomprehensible]
Now you're puttin' your on the map

A model to the petty drug dealers
Banana clip style, my Buck Wild
You forget who you came from
See you later maybe in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project
catchin' bodies in the project hallways
Project hallways, the project
Niggaz catchin' bodies in the hallways
Project hallways, the project
catchin' bodies

A little hell bound nigga, shoot 'em up, 'em up
the trigger, pass the 40 in the project hallways
Runnin' through the
Back in the days just a little snot nosed
Always causin' with a blade

But now it's a burner, used, for
Step a little closer and your ass is
You move fast 'fore I kick that ass
I'm sharp like glass but I won't break
Walk into the project is your big mistake

You bitch ass nigga, you shoulda known better
You'll get done, did a kid from the
Who gets and couldn't give a fuck about your daze
I'm talkin' the project hallways

Catchin' bodies in the hallways
Project hallways, chillin' in the project

To survive my way
You gotta play a game every day
Lost in the of hardrocks
And knocks on the of the uptown blocks
the glocks, who got the mox'

A gun bangin' bad-ass project thug
in the wrong part of town kid
Mr. Buddha on the floor, gimme some more
Sess bag it up quick kid

Tap the [Incomprehensible] shit, the brew, the Phil'
What's my name? Niggaz me Little Shorty gets ill
And bag 'em up on the street
And bust 'em in the project hallways

it out, yo, around the way kid the sun don't shine
Phillie Blunts kid I got what you want and it's
My dialogue the project 'cause motivate
Move, [Incomprehensible] I lose

Freestyle project style
But the shit real unless you got that buddha filled chalm
me goin' on when I perform
Charge the brain, lick 'em up, the name of the game

So it's the move when I move little
On the mission and I just improve
Upstairs, niggaz on the 6th floor
'Cause in the projects, is mad rough

So take a puff and relax your
J.V. crimes, of the time
You might catch my crew, with a brew
your back, 'cause we're comin' through
With a fat sack of 1-2-1 son and the shit fun

Unless I get of the action, little shorty execute
I'm niggaz in the hallways
Till ain't no more left to shoot
So if you can't take the heat, out of the ways
Before you become a of the project hallways

Project hallways, the project
catchin' bodies in the project hallways
Project hallways, the project
Niggaz bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the hallways
Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project
hallways, the project hallways
Niggaz shoot 'em up in the hallways