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Yeah it's Project Pat up in
"Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin a rip it it's supposed to be
Handle shit

Jack one, smack one, run off wit ya son
wit the loot, give it up or I'ma shoot
Bow down M-town, niggaz to ride clean
Snort on some good dope, on some good green
payday, so I'm at the Shake Junt
Lookin' fo' a big lick, for a fat blunt
Saw my victim me one slippin'
On the of the club takin' a pissin'
No mask on face I really need it
He can be damn fool and get heated
Point blank, snatch bank, runnin' a track star
Heart pumpin' like I ate out the crack jar
No one saw me clean getaway
That that I still live to get paid
Late night, all night on the spizot
Breakin up a dice game or where hizot

x2]
(I'm a rob me niggaz) Mane I'm fucked up
A nigga try something
(I'm a rob me some niggaz) Mane my up
A nigga gotta try
(I'm a rob me niggaz) Mane I'm dead broke
A nigga try something
(I'm a rob me some niggaz) I'm out of dope
A nigga gotta try

I ran up in the put a tone to his head
Told the this a robbery nigga drop the bread
Then I ran a bitch when my folks was outside
So I jumped in the car, mashed the gas to ride
the westside of Tennesse, until I heard the
Nigga should have went to Mexico, my was on the tube
Most wanted for a felony I should stayed in class
I was a stupid as nigga I didn't even wear a

I guess you by now the BHZ do not play
My pussy valley are down and gonna
They robbin' niggaz and jackin' fo yo clothes
And have you runnin round like girls exposed
My Tulane niggaz you knowin' stayin' strapped
Beside DJ they put The Haven on the Map
But it's too hoods in The Haven to claim
So we gon all bring guns we gon' all pain.

x2]

You can do ya do to keep ya ass in
It's CB and I ain't playin
Wit in my Muthafuckin right hand
I'm a stick it to ya body, and start
Me muthafuckin money out ya pockets
Give me them and that fuckin' watch n you
Betta up before I start poppin it's me again
I'm robbin

Slap on his block wit the
And lock'em to the rocks
Fiendin' for his knot in his pocket him
Down his socks, grab and feel 44
Hopin' steam right off this
And I let him smoke If I go in ya and ya broke
Ya got a lotta rollin' my hood on ya twankies
Now ya gotta drop off them bitches and ring on ya pankies
Either ya me ya green, ya pills, and ya powda
Or I gotta pump the gauge and let you take a shot shower