On Nigga Lyrics - Layin' Da Smack Down - Project Pat

(Verse One) 

As a youngsta guns-ah 

what I specalize in 

me and my dawgs selling dope on a rising 

rising to gives we together in this hood life 

struggling together straight praying for the good life 

yo life means more to me then my own do 

when you had some beef I went and shot on that whole crew 

I do what I gotta do cuz I'm yo right hand 

You's a-lot older then me I'm yo little man 

Mane time fly's now we old to older 

You done came up flippin pebbles to bolders 

told ya that I'm down with you until the graveyard 

me and you got caught with some work in the same car 

you were facing more time then me if behind bars 

I was seventeen and a half so I took the charge 

you got larger heard now you own a crack house 

I did two years and they let a nigga back out 

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(Chorus (2x)) 

Since you's a on nigga on nigga fuck which ya boy 

knowing good and well I grew up which ya boy 

you's a on nigga on nigga don't try to flauge 

you gonna make a nigga like me catch a charge 

(Verse Two) 

Back out on the town and you riding in the jag clean 

hit me with a pound then bought me a chevy thang 

I could of saved in flew like the canary 

you know I got heart and I know you very scary 

carrying alot of weight put in plenty work 

always was down for ya dawg did plenty dirt 

looking like a jerk and ya living like a kingpin 

that ain't showing love 

I'm about to stick this tone inside ya fucking face 

blow ya brains to the other side 

38 dumb dumbs cut like a butter knife 

but inside the walls you be soaking up game quick 

fuck that gurellia shit trick I done got slick 

remember ya kept ya dope backyard dawg house 

over there hold gun lap 

North Memphis momma house 

looking for the cross that will come up from behind ya 

muthafuck the laws cuz I'm taking what's mine-ah 

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(Chorus (2x)) 

(Verse Three) 

Mom's went to church so I'm jumping over gate fast 

You mane was outta town handling buisness 

blew both rockwilders out they misery 

you got it fist in good so they coulden't see 

yea it's kind of obvious what I came for 

herion and that white-dust ain't no shame boy 

a real robber robs a trick and don't say a word 

got'em for a pound of herion and bout eight birds 

mouth slurred cuz a nigga blowing on some good shit 

celebrating cuz a playa done made a phat lick 

any trick do this to me hollow points fly 

dead in the face right between muthafuckas eye 

I be's the nigga busting if we in a brawl 

I'm my niggas back up so who we call 

me damn fool cuz he knowing that I buck'em 

I can play it off cool but mane fuck'em 

(Chorus (2x))