[Project Pat]
  I been slanging on this green green that I done get cut
  by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
  couldn't ball, down to none, got this weed is in my lungs
  nigga's stick me for a bag, I'ma shoot 'em in his ass
  I'ma show 'em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learn
  When you cross in this game, then yo ass will get hurt
  When my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dime
  Takin' fair chance after chance, but I got to dance
  Take the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver
  I've been heard you're robbers, don't want no other robbers boy
  I done and scald ya, with pistol slapped cross mouth
  Reach in niggaz pockets, and take yo money out
  When you know what's goin', you got cheese, I got dope
  For da 900th stone, I got peas, I got coke
  ain't no credit give mang you could get from round here
  Niggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin' down here
    [chorus]
    I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking dope
  I got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo'
  hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of dough
  what yoooouuuu need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy
    [Project Pat]
  You heard word? what's the word? but you dawgs is da low
  selling weed and this weed, but you won't complain a stoo'
  I'ma go, I'ma pull, leave a rabbit out a hat
  On some cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gats
  Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in some shit
  You done broke ghetto laws, you could tote a fuckin jaws
  Nigga boy, he ain't know, cus da street never minds
  Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes,
  you be stinkin' wit the flies
  walking around on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin' dro
  fucking all in yo home, while she kissing on ma lips,
  She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen booms as I dip
  Through the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywood
  Represent it, to da max, out this out of state facts
  Trying to stack me some pape's, got my foot on you snakes
  Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you niggaz that I fade
    [chorus 2x]
    You could duck from the tech, on da scaldae
  Once I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid
  If you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade
  Get you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher blade
  Sippin' on some pauly vision, like some sweet kool-aid
  Strapped with me, an automatic gun, don't you violate
  Niggaz ain't gonna snitch on me dawg, i didn't hesitate
  Caught him, at the projects one day, sent him, to his grave
  Playaz wanna come through the hood, but they got the fear
  Knowing it ain't all to the good, you could get it here
  Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" let's go
  Wope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets full
  Eyes red ass hell, cuz I ain't had a blink of sleep
  Snorted a quarter ball, so that U, could stay on my feet
  Trick's in this bitch, just as same as a nigga too
  If you trusting hoes in this game, you'se a dammn fool..
    [chorus till end]