Project Pat Choppers Lyrics

chorus: 2x

On the block we got them choppers
we got them choppers in the car we got them choppers
we got them choppers at the club we got them choppers we got
them choppers ain't no love we got them choppers we got
them choppers

(B.G.)

Look chopper totin is my occupation set my
ground I'm representing in this situation
since I was young it been all about paper chasing
it was a trauma for n____s that been player hatin
I don't give a f___ call it short ten years I was facing
b____ wanted B.G.z to get out but that ain't bout natin
B.G. a livin legend that represent the streets
t.v's is what i'm watching while i'm in my Mercedes Jeep
I don't check n____s then splittin n____s
I'm thuggin with project pat we all rich n____s
presidential Rolex wrapped around my wrist n____
n____ hope after the show i'm f___ing yo b____ n____
act like a n____ Cash Money like to shine n____
pay attention cause we hypnotize yo mind n____
about my cash so I stay on the grind n____
you wanna war look i'm ready at all times n____
bout mine n____ get it right get it right

(Baby)

What you say B.G.z these n____s better get it right
everybody stay in line
n____s totin gats and breakin backs but
in 98 we shine
in 99 it's n____ time
and i'm gone get mine
n____s incausterated doing time shouting f___ one time
got limo tents with rolie's that gone line
totin two nines shots from the front and behind
let b____ n____s know they can't take mine
i'm using my mind cause i'm enhancing doing crime
and you gone hear it in all my rhymes
i'm moving bricks to set tricks making sure
every hoe I f___ with suck my d___
my baby momma could miss me with that bullshit
I want the money, a rolex, a 99 roles royce kaneice slick
n____s bettin shoutin how you luv that? These other
n____s keep stealin but I don't understand that
not f___ing these hoes with Project Pat
n____ tell me how you love that tell me how you luv that

Repeat Chorus: 2x

(Project Pat)

It's yo dawg Project Pat ghetto section 8 housing
stomach pain growling got me on the prowling
streets got me wildin backstabbers smilin
now i'm cashin checks for some hundreds and thousands
i'm housing these b____es man don't try to down me
grew up in the hood so you hoes better crown me
get from round me i'm a thug peepin out of state
some n____s wanna show love but they know they hate know they fake
when I touch ya dome won't be s___ funny
like Baby and B.G. I want that Cash Money
the fast money i'm addicted to this fast life
just like a junky smoking crack out that glass pipe
yo a__ might as well try to jack yo momma
I never had s___ to run up and cacth drama
a real n____ ya step ya die see yo a__
yo a__ better try crack fo you try me

Repeat Chorus: 3x