Three 6 Mafia - Drive By

Chorus-2x
Hit the weed
Pass the dough
Mask'em face
Hide the yo
Ride on up
Not too fast
Point the guns
Kill yo' ass

1st verse
I'm a North Memphis nigg*
My nigg* to my last days
And when I'm dead and I'm gone let the blunts blaze
See lifting weights in the pen got me toned up
But fk the signs
If ya step I hold my chrome up
Don't give a fk
'Bout them that you hangin' wit'
I'm rollin' up
Let this tech start sangin' b*tch
I never quit til' you violators take a nap
Pop in yo' car
Blew yo' brains in yo' potnah's lap
I know ya strapped
But you cowards like to play hard
But knowing that you don't wanna catch
A murder charge
See like to get full of dat weed and liquor
You snort a line in yo' mind
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' s**t'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track wit' the dope cookin'
And where I'm from
Grown men don't take no as* whoopins

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2nd verse
Not only weak like to start bulls**tta
But in the street couple hollow points will hit ya
I'm watching out for you ones that are sheisty
I'm low on cheese so I might pull a heisty
I know you punk motherfkers wanna test me
Because yo' b*tch like to bow down and bless me
Don't give a d*mn get yo' mama house shot up
And have her stiff like some crack that's been rocked
up
You fked up and now you gotta pay the cost
Cause youse a hoe
And I'm the motherfking boss
Automatic when I aim you say bye-bye
Yo' family sad you got killed in a drive-by
And to you ones that be talking all that yang,yang
What you gon' do
When that thang's in ya face man
It's Project Pat wit' that 12 guage strapped ya'll
I blow yo' chest out yo' motherfking back dawg

Chorus-4x
Pat starts talking over chorus til end

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