Project Pat We Can Get Gangsta Lyrics

[Project Pat] (talkin)
Hello, hello, hello?

[Boogelou] (talkin)
Pat, whats up man, whats up?

[Project Pat] (talkin)
Boogelou, whats up man?
Man yea man, a n____ done messed me off down here dawg.
I got caught for a weak azz pistol charge. Man dese folkz
gon try and make a n____ do a whole m____ f___in calendar dawg.
I need ya to send me sumthin.

[Boogelou] (talkin)
I gotcha, what happened?

[Project Pat] (talkin)
Man, I was messin off wit my n____, man dis s___ f___ed up!

[Project Pat]
I gotta call from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day
Met some n____ from da other way, wanna purchase llao (c__a)
Said dey wanna get good s___ for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis n____ by da bayou
Could be da po-po, dats da way my mind think
Thought about da s___ for a minute, den I took a drank
Thinkin of a coma, knowin I aint gonna fall
Call up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob, a__ault
Den he ball off, wit da goods to a ron-de-vou, spot
Handed Fred back his dope, den we split da loot
Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got, sumthin serious
Infactuated wit da game, very curious
Dat'll kill da cat, cause da game ain't to be told
Quit smokin crack, my nigg-a, it's to be sold
Gettin old, never worries me, I don't giva f___
Living poor stayed on mind, call dat n____ up.

[Chorus] - 2X
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)

[Project Pat]
We can set dis s___ up, for a, secluded area
Tell em bring himself, and da duffle-bag carrier
Met him 4am, Hicory Hill, at a Exxon
In a hot car, tech-9 and a rouger gun
Another n____ came, wit da n____, dey got out of 'Lac
Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk, "Where da cheese at"
n____ took a sniff, and he seen dat da s___ was straight
Said dat da loot was in his trunk, now I'm thinkin, "Wait."
"What's goin on?", partner took da dope off da trunk
Raisin up my tech, n____ in da trunk, raised da pump
Bullets popped off, Fred caught one, in da chest
Lucky for my nigg', he was wearin bullet proof vest
Shootin tech, but I coulda died, cause it jammed up
Pump at my dome, dat's when Poncho feet had slammed up
Shot da .45, blowin both n____z azz off
Think we got em down, wit da cheese and da sawed-off.

[Project Pat]
Two weeks later, still knowin bout da f___ery
Move dat a n____ pulled, spot a police watchin me
Watchin me, cause I fit description of a suspect
Pullin me, over, now he askin where my license at
"Officer, I done left my wallet at da house, sir."
Still took me Down-town, cause da police don't care
Down in lower-level, man a simple situation
Turned into, a 72-hour investigation
Ima ex-con, so I don't need a walk through
To dis jail s___, wonderin, "Who did dey talk to?"
Could've been my dawg, not my nigg', dat's a hell naw
Dey done found my tech, but I ain't got s___ to tell ya'll
Feelin kinda sick, cause dey finna send me up da river
Couldn't be a snitch, cause I can't tell on my n____
Tech, didn't match da gun, Woons(police) bout to let me go
Stuck wit da gun charge, violated my parole.