Project Pat Bitch Smackin Killa Lyrics

(Chorus) 3x
Pistol packin, never slackin, b____ killa
Pistol packin, never slackin, b____ smackin killa

As I slip into the back of my mind
and thinkin of gettin caught man how could I do the time
The crime is a murder heard you f___in with my nig
The magnum's gonna serve ya, b____ I'm fixin to split your wig
I'm thinkin out ways to get lose without a trace
You see without a pistol man they do not have a case
Erasin a fool wait until he leaves the house
Walkin around his corner ride by and takin him out
the box on the blocks police ride up on the scene
witnesses saw the shots and I know they heard her scream
Redeem me the testimonies would not even last
In court because everybody they saw wore a mask
The blast from the gun was the hollow point tips
the kind that leave you dead in a d___ perfect hit
I trips off a fool tryin me on the for realla
He's f___in with a pistol packin, b____ smackin killa

Chorus 4x

As I ride through the hood with some undisputed n____s
Pain sellin, dope smokin, cold-blooded killers
Trigga, my n____ from the north Frayser area
Down with the Patster causin mass hysteria
Well ever stoked out best we leave with no doubt
Ridin through the other side ready to take a punk out
a__ed out sucker types you gonna learn your lesson
Let me see your gangsta friends shootin Smith and Wessons
Testin the clan just to see if you can get enough
You's a foolish man I'll be d___ed if we don't f___ you up
So whassup with your posse with your f___in game punk
f___in with these hitmen you gonna get your a__ dumped
Pop the trunk, get your pump, let's see what you made of
Watch me kill a b____ with a .38 bullet slug
Sell your drugs I don't care if you a dope dealer
Best pack a pistol b____ cause I'm a killer

Chorus 2x

You say I need to take care of my business
well why are you p____-eatin m_________ers in it
You about to witness a mafia called Triple 6
Real n____s that don't fall all over bullshit
I'm tired of these m_________ers lickin and my Joesta
Let me ride up on ya with the tec and Imma show ya
You don't know me well punk b____ n____ bring it on
n____s dont fight no more junk n____s carry tones
I tried to be done at first now I'm just another devil
walkin with a psychotic mind and a piece of metal

Chorus 4x