ฟังเพลงOut There (Explicit)

Out There - Project Pat

Hey pass me a beer man

Here you go

Man that ni**a been standing on the same goddamn spot

Slagin' that sh*t about the last 4-5 days man

Wit the same clothes on ain't even been home yet

I don't even think so I wonder if he smoking or selling

That sh*t he had to be smoking or snortin' something

To up for them 4-5 days

Naw I heard he shot somebody man

For real

That's the reason why he probably can't go home

Yeah you know like what you call been missing to man

I think that's the ni**a he suppose to be frontin' his money to

That's why the police been drivin' around so hard

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

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

Project Pat a ni**a that's down for his crown man

If your a** step I'ma be downtown man

4th floor bound man that's if I get caught man

Push me to the edge so it really ain't my fault man

See I gotta die man don't you even try man

Enemies gone bleed once I let these bullets fly man

Momma gonna cry man I like to get high man

Niggas passing plates snortin' line after line man

I got's to get mine man robbing was the crime man

That a ni**a did but I done serve my time man

Put that all behind man get out on the grind man

Slang some of this d**e in the steets or my ride man

See I ain't a fool man f**k listen to you man

Why you in my grill And you knowin' we ain't cool man

Project ain't a duck man see I know waz up man

Get up off my dick like a motherf**king slut man

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

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

Where I'm from man ain't no sunshine

Only shine on a doggs a** if his a** don't get on the grind

Doin' time help a ni**a 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 f**k

Servin' deals rockin' to the shake slangin' guns slangin' TV's

Man I'm tryin' to make all I can my ni**a puncho at a hoes house

Get her drunk take her to the back put dick in her mouth

Leave the front 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 ain't for me

I just got out the tentary tryin' to get my feet

Get the cheese off the merchandise went a bought a deal

Ni**a please you say you don't steal I'ma keep it real

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

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

Hataz like to get a playa twisted in that bullshita

And game splita I'm also a wig splita your a** getta

Shoot up by the 9 mila your cap I drilla

When f**king with real ni**a the chrome trigga

Shall regulate a punk quicker a bullet hit ya

I'm zoned of that brown liquor you need

To get ya nose outta niggas biz quit spreadin' rumors

Like a motherf**king punk b**ch 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 don't wanna scare ya

See you have manifest in terror I know these bullets

Will pop your sh*t off like a meleon let's bust it up man

F**k man who you tellin' it's armagedeon the North Memphis crack

We sellin' you pass me the potent w**d is what they yellin'

Blunt to my lips gun on my hip

Rocks in my sock pocket full of chips

Watchin' for the pigs splitin' hataz wigs