Rinky Dink/Whatever Ho (Explicit)-Project Pat/Hypnotize Camp Posse
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TXT Rinky Dink/Whatever Ho (Explicit)-Project Pat/Hypnotize Camp Posse 文本歌词
Rinky Dink_Whatever Ho - Project Pat
Yeah you muthaf**kin' h*es
Y'all know the muthaf**kin' dead Hypnotize Camp and Profit Posse in this
Muthaf**ka
Get one of these gold plaques on the wall before you talk some old
Muthaf**kin' s**t
B***h it's whatever n***a
We in this muthaf**ka for the 9-9 9's to your head ho
Glock 9's Tech 9's any kinda gun b***h
Evergreen gats have got these cowards on the run b***h
Kill 'em like they convicts
Know they hear them guns click
D**ed up like a muthaf**ka (Cough Cough Snort)
You could catch me in the same hood on the f**kin' same block
With a pearl Rolex watch and a knot and a glock
9 o'clock clock n***a like to slang 'cause I be hustlin' weight and
We gon' put a end to you h*es and you n***az hatin'
I'ma be every f**kin' piece of skrilla cheese out here I can make
I'ma break every f**kin' b***h fatalities that I can bring
I'ma millie my pillie but killie killin' everything that I wanna kill
You weak a*s n***az don't want Lord Infamous from South Parkway to get ill
Long from the norm we get dumb with a bomb with the guns you b***hes y'all
Best get steel
Scarecrow Club House yes it gets ill
So all y'all listen closely don't you ever forget
Y'all wouldn't Y'all never be s**t with out us b***h
Don't forget
Killin' ain't s**t
B***hes ain't s**t
N***az ain't s**t
Bodies in a ditch
How many n***az done talked that s**t
About the Project f**kin' Pat Thug Posse ya b***h
N***az gon' talk b***hes gon' start
Muthaf**kaz gonna get they bodies in a trunk
All I want is cash
Muthaf**kaz have
Get down on your knees
Gimme all your cash
Whoa muthaf**ka watch yourself just watch your back
Cause still we chillin' with Pat
Straped with them gats
Be ready to attack
All you hatin' a*s n***az that wanna jump yo punk what's up
You better come up real with your muthatf**kin' s**t cause boy it's gonna
Get rough
Situation's gone bad for you n***az claimin' killaz
Automatic triggaz pullin' drillin' holes inside your liver
How you figure I was gon' let you talk that s**t and peep these streets
Sayin' "That ScanMan boy's a b***h" know watch them throw lights out in my
Head
Killin' buckin' buckin up in Gunfire
Bullets rickin' off the walls n***a this is Warfare
Suckaz claimin' they got nuts
You don't know these elephants
Specialize in takin' notes
Specialize in nappy h*es
N***az this is serious I can't play no games no more
N***az actin' curious but I think they know the score
B***hes know the Hypnotize medallion show what click you claim
Hold it up strong only those who stay real or maintain' in this game
Alot of n***az talk that s**t and end up gettin' the wig split
It's MC Mack the n***a known for smackin' jackin' Cracker Jacks
Busta a*s n***a run you mouth and get your a*s blowed off
Watch me put my ski mask on come a gat back now trick now drop it off
Shoot a super soaker in a minute don't you give a f**k about another n***a
If he's speakin' use your counter attack
Rollin' like a n***a smack a n***a like a n***a smack a b***h you crump
You ain't no busta
Ain't no love lost off in my heart there's no place colder
Won't you come a little closer n***a you won't be rollin' our
Socialists up actin' miss servin' sevens
Have 'em in jail suspended in the middle
Started rivalries civil
Homies swithin' actin' fickle
But if you f**k with family ties we leave you triple
That n***a there know his gun a missle Lord don't flash on him only man
Ain't chival
Erasin' ample businesses all in the name of the T-Rock
Suckaz eat pot swallow D and get punished for three rocks
Bangin' the hit stops it won't be over 'til your heat pops
Away from the gravity stand and point your a Tech and see him drop
Yeah I know I know
Down down baby goin' down down
Sweet dreams baby Rock-a-bye baby
N***az wanna run up we be flexin' the Tech and
Be pointed at ya we comin' and I b***h I bet ya I bet ya
You wanna hit 'em but n***a you an't forget 'em forget 'em
Because you sorry and sorry ain't nothin' but venom
I know b***hes out there lovin' me n***az got dreams of f**kin' me
F**kin' me ain't the story gon' f**k you up more than me
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Whateve
Alot of gunfire bustin' on you h*es to get my point across
Ridin' in your hood and let the muthaf**kin' bullets toss
Tossin' me a berries pack now I'm tossin' you some dramma
Ridin' with my congregation and we smokin' on m*******a
If you wanna go to war with us we prepared to bust
Caught that n***az slippin' at his place shot him in his face
Now I race from the scenery blowin' on greenery
Know I got a temper but you tricks wanna be mean to me
It's the weak told to tell 'em Julius Caesar how he rolls
Newspaper told to tell 'em how he just got lnocked of his toes
You should know that we rollin' deep hittin' like a train
Kiss the floor don't be lookin' dumb cause I don't explain
I maintain killaz catchin' drinks Project cathin' cappers
Shootin' at your muthaf**kin' lane they be catching vapors
Playa Haters violatiers bulls**ters this for y'all
Boy I keep a big gun you don't want none
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