Cheese and Dope

[Project Pat]<br>I been slangin on this green praying that I don`t get cut<br>by these police making raids, jumping out and checking nuts<br>Cuttin balls down to none, babbage weed is in my lungs<br>Niggas stiff me for a bag, I`ma shoot em in his ass<br>I`ma show `em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learn<br>When you cross in this game then yo ass will get burned<br>When my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dime<br>Takin` fair chance after chance, but I got to dance<br>Take the rules of this shit, that`s why I keep a revolver<br>How the hell you mobbers gonna rob the robber<br>Boy I`m gonna scar ya, with pistol slap cross mouth<br>Reachin in yo pockets, and take yo money out<br>When you know what`s goin`, you got cheese, I got dope<br>For da 900th stone, I got peas, I got coke<br>ain`t no credit give mang you could get from round here<br>Niggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin` down here<br><br>[chorus]<br><br>I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking dope<br>I got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo`<br>Hyyydro weed smokin a quarter ounce of blow<br>What yoooouuuu need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy<br><br><br>[Project Pat]<br>Quarter bird what`s the word? For you dawg it`s the low<br>Selling me babbage weed but you want the purest snow<br>I`ma go, I`ma pull me a rabbit out a hat<br>Ounce of cane mixed with sugar, and some killaz strapped with gats<br>Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in some shit<br>You done broke ghetto laws, you done tore yo fuckin drawers<br>Nigga boy, he ain`t know, cus da street never lies<br>Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes, <br>you be stinkin` wit the flies<br>Walking around on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin` dro<br>Fucking all in yo home, while ya kissing on her lips<br>She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen booms as I dip<br>Through the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywood<br>Represent it to the max, I`m just out here statin` facts<br>Trying to stack me some pape`s, got my foot on you snakes<br>I`ma squeeze off some lead for you niggas that are fake<br><br>[chorus 2x]<br><br>[Project Pat]<br>You could duck from the tech out the Escalade<br>Once I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid<br>If you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade<br>But you shall get sliced like a throat with a swisher blade<br>Sippin` on some pauly vision, like some sweet kool-aid<br>Strapped with me, an automatic gun, don`t you violate<br>Niggaz sent a snitch on me dawg, I didn`t hesitate<br>Caught him, at the projects one day, sent him, to his grave<br>Playaz wanna come through the hood, but they got the fear<br>Knowing it ain`t all to the good, you could get it here<br>Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" let`s go<br>Dope fiends keep me up with them, and my pockets swoll<br>Eyes red as hell cuz I ain`t had a lick of sleep<br>Snorted a quarter ball, so that I can stay on my feet<br>Treat any bitch just the same as a nigga too<br>If you trusting hoes in this game, you`se a dammn fool..<br><br>[chorus till end]