Cheese and Dope

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Project Pat - Rap, Hardcore Rap

Cheese and Dope

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[Verse 1] Out here slangin' on this blade prayin' that I don't get cut By these police makin' raids, jumpin' out and checkin' nuts Cuttin' balls down to crumbs, babbage weed is in my lungs Nigga stick me for a bag, I'ma shoot him in his ass I'ma show 'em who the boss, when you niggas gonna learn? When you cross in this game, then yo' ass will get burned Wait my turn, or my time rock for rock, for the dime Takin' Fed chance after chance, but I got to dance To the rules of this shit, that's why I keep a revolver How the hell you robbers gonna' rob the robber? Boy, I'm gonna' start you with pistol slapped cross mouth Reachin' in yo' pockets, and take yo' money out Mane, you now whats goin', you got cheese, I got dope For da nine-hunnid strong, I got P's, I got coke Ain't no credit givin', mane, you could get from 'round here Niggas robbin', niggas bangin', niggas slangin' down here [Chorus] I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got Ps, coke, and some killers at the door Hydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of blow What you need bro, is to fuck with yo' boy [Verse 2] Quarter bird, what's the word? For you dog, it's da low (North Memphis) Sellin' me babbage weed but you want the purest snow (North Memphis) I'ma go, I'ma pull, me a rabbit out a hat (North Memphis) Ounce of cane mixed with sugar and some killers strapped with gats (North Memphis) Always tryin' to be slick, you done stepped in some shit (North Memphis) You done broke ghetto laws, you done tore your fuckin' drawers (North Memphis) With me boy, yeen' know, 'cause the streets never lies (North Memphis) Walk right up on yo' ass, shoot right between the eyes (North Memphis) You be stankin' with the flies, while I'm ridin' on chrome (North Memphis) With yo' bitch, smokin' dro, fuckin' all in yo' home (North Memphis) While you kissin' on her lips, she'll be suckin' on my dick (North Memphis) Flippy flop on the paint, system boom as I dip (North Memphis) Through the streets of the hood, North Memphis, Hollywood (North Memphis) Represent it to the max, I'm just out here statin' facts (North Memphis) Tryin' to stack me some pape's, got my foot on you snakes (North Memphis) I'm gon squeeze off some lead for you niggas that are fake (North Memphis) [Chorus] I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got Ps, coke, and some killers at the door Hydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of blow What you need bro, is to fuck with yo' boy I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got Ps, coke, and some killers at the door Hydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of blow What you need bro, is to fuck with yo' boy [Verse 3] You could duck from the TEC out the Escalade Once I get my cheese on a roll, then I must get paid If you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade But you shall get sliced like a throat, with a swisher blade Sippin' on some Paul-ay Masson, like some sweet Kool-aid Strapped with me an automatic gun, don't you violate Nigga said "He'll snitch on me dawg", I didn't hesitate Caught him in the Projects one day, sent him to his grave Players wanna' come through the hood, but forgot the fear Knowin' it ain't all to the good, you could get it here Wrong place, at the wrong time, call it Slipper's Gold Dope fiends keep me up with them and my pockets swole Eyes red as hell, 'cause I ain't had a lick of sleep Snorted a quarter ball, so that I could stay on my feet Treat any bitch just the same as a nigga too If you trustin' hoes in this game, you's a damn fool, boy [Chorus] I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got Ps, coke, and some killers at the door Hydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of blow What you need bro, is to fuck with yo' boy, man

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