still ridin' on elbows In eighty-threes and eighty-fo's The gangsta slab is what I flip Woodgrain is what I grip That purple drank is what I sip In my
I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back to jail And tell ya old man I ain't going back to jail I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back to
the Project fuckin' Pat, Thug Posse ya bitch Niggaz gon' talk, bitches gon' start Muthafuckaz gonna get they bodies in a trunk All I want is cash Muthafuckaz
make the whole city to a sit up Drop down do push ups till you spit up Memphis Tenn this is a brand new awakenin Everything is precisly planned ain't
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 fuckin with
swang to the left Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death I would give my last breath if I could bring you back Bring Screw back Matter fact bring the whole crew back
mayn H-Town representing, Screwed Up Click You in here, with Trae the Truth mayn I had to take em back, on this one We gon throw this back for P-A-T,
tell a bitch that me and Mr. is cousins You know, suckas Thanks to you, he had to die But you only shot back 'cause you were scared and was high Suckas
since women are bitches, blew a keebler elf. Uh, now i drink all day and a part of me dies. Cuz my wife is getting gang-banged by the Rice Krispie guys
[hook] Damn damn damn james [pat brown] Dickie shorts & lincoln's clean Leanin' checking out the scene Gangsta boys bigga's lit ridin' out talkin' shit
, it feels good to be a gangsta You heard me I said, damn, it feels good to be a gangsta New Orleans, Uptown, Thirteen Venison Magnolia Home of Martin Luther King baby, holla back
[Intro] To Me I Just Feel Like This New Law Is A Sign Of Hatred You Know It Should Be Called The Go Back To Mexico Law They Say We The People, But Who
this is G's is more than palm trees and weed is more than movie stars and models is more than Holleywood Boulevard and Roscoes more like east-side browns pat
make holes in beef So watch your back straight to the attack I'll spin you around like your name was Pat Sajak Tag your ass out and no tag backs You
my album is a classic And out of all the flix my favorite pic is when you grab it Standing with no towel on, wish I was where you hand is That ring up
what they wanna Aight bitches, now show yo' asses The shit we droppin' be sure to get y'all movin' We keep it poppin', feel how gangsta the loop is
y'all) Ya heard? It's 'bout that time to get into some gangsta shit A second no doubt nigga before we bang you quick The gang and No Limit, we about
man you betta give him the muthafuckin keys, he look serious" "BITCH YOU A BANANA, BITCH YOU GONNA GET PEELED" Gangsta Boo: call my nigga project pat
