It's a trap man, I'm finna staart robbin
It's a trap man, I'm finna start robbin
I got my niggas masked up with the choppers
I got my niggas masked up with the choppers
(X 2)
My connect tried to test me
So I had to spank him
He done brought this to the wrong man
Hell was he thinkn?
Thinkin to myself
Some hatin' musta been off in his eardrum
Project known to cross u out yo life
And I fear none
Guns what I specialize
Hop out bushes like 'surprise! '
Me, two more killas, k and mask,
"your stash, or your life!"
He didn't wanna come on down
.47 caliber round
Entered in his partner's leg,
Took his partner's leg
He started staring at the business
Once he saw the blood
Roll like the doctor,
Not the nurse
But I'll draw your blood
The drugs, the money
That's what I say, house stash
Hit him up for 10 bricks,
50 thousand dollars cash
It's a trap man I'm finna start robbin
It's a trap man I'm finna start robbin
I got my niggas masked up with the choppers
(X 2)
I blast wit my weapon, trick
I aint got no preferences
This pistol goin upside any head
who got careless, see
Conflicts, jealousy,
Anyone with hatred
You niggas sent to death
Thus I hope that you aint fakin it
Cuz project pat aint takin it
You suckas talk real hard
Choppa slugs go through cars
Leave my mark with permanent scars
Bars, I aint scared of them
Your niggas, I'll take care of them
I robbed two of them cowards for they chain,
Now I'm wearing them
The hood is on fire, from the fire
Comin out my barrel.
Hollow slugs burn through your flesh,
Cut through bone marrow
Leavin out your rock spot,
Pockets lookin kinda fat.
Jacked em for four o's
Put some lead that sucka's back!
It's a trap man I'm finna strt robbin
It's a trap man I'm finna strt robbin
I got my niggas masked up with the choppaz
I got my niggas masked up with the choppaz
It's a trap man I'm finna strt robbin
It's a trap man I'm finna strt robbin
I got my niggas masked up with the choppaz
I got my niggas masked up with the choppaz
