goodbye [Chorus x2] This ain't no game nigga I don't fuck around This ain't no game nigga, this ain't no game [???] Quick to freak like a maniac As
I'm Ghetto Fab, hungry Beastie Boy with (Brass Monkey) Humphey Bogartin' the whole country Chunky women love Doc (Projects) pump me like Pat My pimp game
get bout' a hustle mission Get up on loot run to beautician Run game until the game is gravy That don't mean spend cheese fa tha baby (Bwok bwok) on
don't know them hoes I don't fuck with them hoes I know this sucka from the suburbs Cool with this other motherfucker on the outskirts Tried to get Project Pat caught up in this
seem like I ain't strapped but it's in the holster 2-0-1 a revolvin' door or a roller coaster Gettin' most of the game from these motherfuckin' jail walls Hoes can't
already know that I'm the king with it And, you don't want to come behind me with it bro Ugh, I killed this shit, I ain't got to rhyme no more [Verse
ain't gone win a Grammy I sold a hundred thousand now I see why niggas can't stand me Why y'all haters still mad (I said I don't know why baby) 'Cause
the paper M E M P H I S I'mma rep this hurr 'til I walk up on death My demise ain't here, don't hold your breath Cook heat over beef so I'm somethin
on E Be steppin out ain't no descent shoes on ya feet (Project Pat) That's just the meter broke youn't know'cha talkin bout Anyway them new Jordans
my cars blaze chrome Bitch, can't leave my dick alone, alone, alone You ain't from no Memphis, bitch 'Cause I was playin' Project Pat hittin' the switch
suckin' let this Ruga go It ain't no dead line Cause they don't love but plenty hate When I come at you hoe I'ma take this mask up off my face We
Yeah it's Project Pat up in this thang Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North" Three 6 Mafia fin' a rip it like it's supposed to be flip Handle
is money man Can't you niggaz comprehend? Lock and fuckin' load fool Break the fuckin' law fool Ain't no attitude fool This is what we came to do With
realas Mossberg slug to your grill you can feel this Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me Project Pat is down but ain't no fuckin' damn
me see your gold shine Hoody hoo is the one where we all play this game Gold chain pinky ring say the hell for some fame Hustle in to tha in ain't afraid
I kept my mouth shut, ears eyes open wide I done witnessed lunch money took down to homicides Project ain't a baby to this game, I's a grown mane Birds
nigga fuck yall [Juicy J] I'm representin' Northern Memphis to the fuckin' fullest We ain't the kind to tote a gun when there ain't no bullets And when
