My Projects

In my project (5x)
 (Verse 1)
 Dog my project is sweet 'n
 But if you ain't from where I'm from, like some dog,
 don't come or you gettin beatin
 Yeah we cheatin dog that's automatic
 We greedy, plus we try'n be the needy dawg wit all the Cadillacs
 Steal from the rich and give to the poor
 We sell a few drugs bust a few slugs and pimp a few hoes
 Don't let us find a bit a higgidy
 Dog we turn them stiggidies
 With shorties off in riggidies
 So if you ain't from here or wit my guys
 Don't even roll through playa cuz all the traffic gettin minimized
 Cries for help cuz you got carjacked
 Niggaz 'll roll for a minute then pass it to the hypes to sell the car back
 And once she get it, it be stripped down
 Thugs, they got your system and your dubs and want your grip now
 Ya'll betta give a hood respect
 Cuz it pay to play for a day up in my projects
 (Chorus)
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 In my projects everybody is rich
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit dis clique
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 In my projects everybody is rich
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit me
 In my projects
 (Verse 2)
 Now let me tell you bout them kingpins
 Drop Y2K Benz on dem rims, bringin 16 in
 They dishin it out, they keepin the circulation
 They dodgin the Fedz, and suckas who's playa hatin
 They got the whole hood stacked up
 And now the po's walkin on the showroom floor buyin 'Lac Trucks
 They stuck in the ghetto by choice
 But if they go, it's jacuzzis and condos, With a Rolls Royce
 Now voice your opinion
 You heard about them war on drugs, now won't you tell me who think winnin
 Spendin money by the pounds on dubs,
 on the 'Burbans with the subs,
 and they twerkin bumpin Coo Coo Cal
 And the hood love hoodrats
 On the bus-stop shakin it like it's hot with some good cat
 Ya'll betta give the hood respect
 Cuz it pay to play for a day up in my projects
 (Chorus)
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 In my projects everybody is rich
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit dis clique
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 In my projects everybody is rich
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit me
 In my projects
 (Verse 3)
 Dawg, go on and some it up between the grind with diamonds
 Crimes and rhymes, ya'll we comin up
 From sundown to sun-up, ha
 The block watch, peekin out the attic in case you run up
 With diamonds and firms, He's and hers
 Shoppin sprees with ease to fill up a 2000 Suburb, ha
 Dawg my projects got taste,
 all that rent ain't nuthin but two-fifty
 We sportin five thousand dollar drapes
 Makin it happen, wit snappin to avoid that - anchor
 Hook me up with plenty tracks to keep a playa rappin
 So put my city on the map
 Hook me up wit million dollar vocal cords,
 I can afford a million on a track
 You do the addin and subtractin
 Wastin time just to figure out, without a doubt, that we stackin
 Ya'll betta give the hood respect
 Cuz it pay to play for a day up in my projects
 (Chorus)
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 In my projects everybody is rich
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit me
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 In my projects everybody is rich
 In my projects
 My projects thick
 Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit me
 In my projects (5x)