Knock Tha Black Off Yo *** Lyrics - Project Pat

It ain't no bitch in my blood nigga its nothing but thugI'lll knock tha black off yo ass(Project Pat) ({North North} repeated throughout verse) 

The main nigga on the block where it's hot talking shit 

I be the main motherfucker somewhere dead in a ditch 

Bullet lead to his broke leg two off in his head 

Was he scared then hit the man 'cause of what he said 

Copastead I be copastatic means I'm to the good 

Copper lead in my automatic when I'm in your 'hood 

Wish you would try to flex dog pistol in my drawers 

Hollywood North Memphis dog motherfuck the laws 

Kept it real from the jump street still lookin' up to me 

Out your grill bustin' wit' the heat off of the concrete 

Blow your toes bloody out your nose got the body cold 

Guy's will roll you to hospital full of hollow holes 

Check 'em in with a sheisty grin you get out this cab 

You gon' hand me some damn ends break yourself for dad 

Doin' bad but I'm not for long my nigga it's on 

When I shoot with this fuckin' tone you is gon' be gone 

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(Juicy J) ({North North} Repeated throughtout verse) 

(Mmmhmm) 

10 g's will get your ass blown off 

Have your mama boohooin' and your daddy and your mother in law(mmmhmmm) 

20 g's will get your ass chopped up 

By some rendevue barbecue tips we don't give a fuck(mmmhmm) 

30 g's will get you thrown in a river 

Splittin' wit' your nigga he'd probably ride wit' her(mmhmm) 

50 g's will get you cold taken out 

Niggaz mention your name they say "Man we don't know what you talkin' 

'bout"(mmmhmm) 

You can get your ass pistolwhipped with a nine or a .45 or a henny dip 

We fight dirty till we die nigga get your throat slit 

Then we stomp you to the ground and then we throw your arm a clip 

We don't give a fuck 

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(Crunchy Black) 

You can talk about this you can talk about that 

But if I catch you talkin' I'ma beat you wit' a bat 

Do you something wrong nigga how you like that 

I thought I saw a puttycat I thought I saw a cat 

Peepin' my goods try'na see my stash 

But if I catch you peepin' nigga that's your ass 

You the type of nigga that'll keep coming back 

So I'ma gon' kill you leave you dead where you at 

(DJ Paul) 

I think they better call Bush 'cause it's a national disaster 

When I unleash my pistolgrip Bushmaster 

Ring the alarm I got double charms 

100 round spinnin' you can't hide you can't run 

I'm a sniper ridin' in a blue Chevy 

A trunk full of guns man you hoes ain't ready 

Kill a bitch like Freddy in the beddy in pajamas 

In the middle of the night wake him up to red sights(Blaoow!)