Out There Lyrics - Project Pat

Hey pass me a beer man. 

Here you go. 

Man that nigga been standing on the same god damn 

spot slagin that shit about the last 4-5 days man. 

Wit the same clothes on aint even been home yet. 

I dont even think so i wonder if he smoking or selling 

that shit he had to be smoking or snortin something 

to up for them 4-5 days 

naw i heard he shot somebody man. 

forreal? 

Thats the reason why he probably cant go home. 

Yeaahhh you know like what you call been missing to man 

i think thats the nigga he suppose to be frontin his money to. 

Thats why the police been drivin around so hard. 

Yeah burning the spot up man yeah yeah we might need to gone call 

528-CASH that nigga ass. 

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And turn him on in. 

We need to man to make that little change man get some mo beers 

or something. 

Yeah we gone do that. 

Need to hurry up and gone turn that nigga ass in man make 

this neighborhood probably a little bit safer man. 

A little bit more. 

Atleast for us or somthing dang. 

Chorus 2X 

Blunt to my lips. 

Gun on my hip. 

rocks in my sock. 

pocket full of chips. 

watchin for the pigs. 

splitin hataz wigs. 

stackin me some grip. 

playa can ya dig. 

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(Project Pat) 

Project Pat a nigga thats down for his crown mane. if your ass 

step ima be downtown mane. 4th floor bound mane thats if i get caught 

mane. push me to the edge so it really aint my fault mane. see 

i gotta die man. dont you even try man. enemies gone bleed once 

i let these bullets fly mane. momma gonna cry mane. i like to get 

high mane. niggas passing plates snortin line after line man. i got's to 

get mine mane. robbing was the crime mane. that a nigga did but 

i done serve my time mane. put that all behind mane. get out on 

the grind mane. slang some of this dope in the steets or my 

ride mane. see i aint a fool mane. fuck listen to you mane. why 

you in my grill and you knowin we aint cool mane. project aint 

a duck mane. see i know waz up mane. get up off my dick like a 

motherfucking slut mane. 

Chorus 2X 

Where im from man aint no sunshine only shine on a doggs ass if 

his ass dont get on the grind doin time help a nigga out to 

clear up my head use to have a shank and a knife that was by my bed it 

was said i would end up dead working in the streets but the 

streets is the only thang i see payin me quarter key fuck 

servin deals rockin to the shake slangin guns slangin tv's 

man im tryin to make all i can my nigga puncho at a hoes 

house get her drunk take her to the back put dick in her 

mouth leave the dront door unlocked my nig turn the radio 

pull the car up into the yard cleaning out the hoe you should 

know that a burglary really aint for me i just got out the 

tentary tryin to get my feet get the cheese off the merchandise 

went a bought a deal nigga please you say you dont steal ima keep 

it real. 

Chorus 2X 

Hataz like to get a playa twisted in that bullshita and game 

splita im also a wig splita your ass getta shoot up by the 9 mila 

your cap i drilla when fucking with real nigga the chrome trigga 

shall regulate a punk quicker a bullet hit ya im zoned of that brown 

liquor you need to get ya nose outta niggas biz quit spreadin 

rumors like a motherfucking punk bitch my trunk is the bed for a 

kidnapped victim hollow point hit them pull out my gun your hands 

you get them up in the air ah because you came to me in error 

dont wanna scare ya see you have manifest in terror i know these 

bullets will pop your shit off like a meleon lets bust it up man 

fuck man who you tellin its armagedeon the North Memphis crack we 

sellin you pass me the potent weed is what they yellin. 

Chorus Fades Out