Land of the Lost

Lyrics

[Hook: Project Pat] Deep down south in da hood niggas slang Hustlin' and game Tryin ta stack some change Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas Niggas all about they damn scrilla (scrilla) Deep down south in da hood niggas slang Hustlin' and game Tryin ta stack some change Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas Niggas all about they damn scrilla (scrilla) [Verse 1: Gangsta Boo] To start it off I'm the motherfuckin lady about her cheese While you other human beings out there livin' fo' free Kinda quick to tell you what I'm gonna get and it be true At the end of the rainbow nigga, I thought you knew Cause I'm stayin' on my hustle don't forget I'm on the green Got a pocket full of money not no stones know what I mean? Don't get mad cause yo ass livin' broke, fuck that Get up off yo lazy ass, get about yo fuckin' scratch [Verse 2: DJ Paul] I'm chasin Franklin wit' my Triple 6 thugs Cause we was sinners I get deeper I'm still comin up with lint livin in a tent Some shit gotta change It ain't the same (it ain't the same) And its plain to see I ain't the same man Beat a bitch, Rob a ho Kickin' does from doe to doe Prophet posse never sloppy Clean you out from roof to flo' I'm startin to thinkin' raisin my heartbeat To never be rich Bout to change my whole format Cause of this petty shit [Hook: Project Pat] Deep down south in da hood niggas slang Hustlin' and game Tryin ta stack some change Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas Niggas all about they damn scrilla (scrilla) Deep down south in da hood niggas slang Hustlin' and game Tryin ta stack some change Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas Niggas all about they damn scrilla (scrilla) [Verse 3: Juicy J] It's on! Why you shakin whatcha wanna do I gotta 357 brand new shootin holes through Niggas skulls fool Lets get da dope and drop it off And count them G's and smoke some cheese It pays to break the law My cousin creepin all them graded boys gonna hook us up To make a grip on that white shit that we don't see or touch Fuck what you talkin about? We slangin Nigga By any means, you wanna stop the team we pull the Trigga [Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca] Red Red Go away! Koopsta nigga wanna play Leave me here, chiefin' hay, standin till the last day You can let me wear a briefcase in my situation So many smilin faces about the devil that's in me racin' Place in here's a motherfucker, my nigga, I tell ya what When I was in the jail while my killa was in da cut All because of this high powered, coward busta that I hit up Musta been in love, wanna fill me with slugs [Verse 5: Crunchy Black] It''s Crunchy Black, Crunchy Black on da creep nigga How you niggas out here gonna laugh and fuckin giggle? When I'm gettin bigga and bigga, bigga than a fuckin picture Picture me in yo dreams when I'm out to fuckin getcha Hit ya fo' ya dividends and fled from da fuckin case Don't drop no pieces so I, won't catch a case Make a mistake in dis game and man you'll hafta pay Deep in the jail cell or holding cell, never see the day [Hook: Project Pat] Deep down south in da hood niggas slang Hustlin' and game Tryin ta stack some change Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas Niggas all about they damn scrilla (scrilla) Deep down south in da hood niggas slang Hustlin' and game Tryin ta stack some change Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas Niggas all about they damn scrilla (scrilla)