2 Dollar Niggas

Project Pat

Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us Project Pat from the street I'm bringin' this heat Never do I back down, don't accept defeat Calico's, bullet holes Gun shells left on site Killed over or over left and right Hats cocked, pop, quick to have a trigger fit On a punk trick Knowin' good and well he counterfeit All you do is talk out'cha mouth You don't never do Nothin' that you say out'cha cap It ain't never true Bury you Quicker than a who done told somethin' Seen you in the club Beat you down like you owe somethin' Know, somethin' wrong pistol playa Call you gun show Real mayne, never speak what we don't know Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us Mayne I got that kush kush You ain't got nothin' Mercedes Benz I push push Mayne quit'cha frontin' Made a fifty thousand dollar stang You's a liar fool I'm out here sellin' You needs to retire You's a Babbage seller and a Watered down Henn' dranker I heard you snitched out ya crew You's a ship sanker Them hollow points in the gonna deal wit'cha I'll wipe the smile off ya Face when the steel hit'cha 2 dollar claim they chargin' and playin' But they is out here flaugin' and payin' Nigga you trippin', datin' and meetin' Claimin' you pimpin', savin' and eatin' Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us One day you wearin' red and Then it's blue the next 2 dollar be the main ones flippin' sets You say you grippin' techs Regulatin' wit' the torch Was 25 and you decided to jump off the porch If he get caught Mouth run hot like broke radiator Tell about the spots and the Plots and the perpetrators You treat the cops Like ya pops 'cause ya runnin' to 'em I'm non-stop wit' that Glock Put that gun into him These older put these youngsters On a bloody stage That's why these young get killed At an early age sent on a dummy mission from A dummy in a cage 2 dollar leadership will put you In a early grave put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar Put two dollars in the air For these two dollar They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us They get mad and they fuss They don't shine like us

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