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lirik lagu project pat - pistol and a scale

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[hook]
a pistol and a scale, some boy and some bells
a pistol and a scale, a mask and a sawnoff
a pistol and a scale, ounces of the scale
a pistol and a scale, make you b-tch n-ggas drop it off
a pistol and a scale (x3)
a mask and a sawnoff
a pistol and a scale (x3)
a mask and a sawnoff

[verse 1]
i knew this cat, told his business to my dogs sister
he drive a benz truck, chrome rims with the wolfies
had a house on the south side, black haven
full of bricks of heroin, he got my dogs thinking
i told him get the information, find out where he play
had one of them gals suck his d-ck, and find out where he stay
i got the information then we put the plot in motion
money and cut throat b-tches is the daily potion
then he drank it and rocked to sleep, on the street
ain’t no nappers, walking l1ck, man buzzing in the hood like a rapper
n-gga crazier than the b-tch, must be high on the sh-t
cuz if my pockets get low, i’ma try me a b-tch

[hook]

[verse 2]
we staked his house out for days
pulled up in the driveway
pulled up right behind his -ss, with the pumps and ak’s
bust the window out the driver seat, sn-tched him out
and shot a .357 barrel in his mouth
now will the money take us to the safe or
b-tch i swear to god, i’ma blow yo brains out hard
tied him up, [?]
my n-gga threw him in the trunk with a bit of plastic
took us to the spot that we knew about
2 n-ggas came out
one was waving a 9, my n-gga shot and took him out
n-gga started streaming out please don’t k!ll me mane
slapped him with the pistol across his head until we see brains
uzi left the scene, 28 pounds of guns, 7 bricks of that boy, it was all good
then we took that sh-t right back to the hood
broke that sh-t down, and sold it in the hood

[hook]

[verse 3]
this a kick door, lay down on the floor
i want all the cheese and blow
where the f-ck the weed at ho
heard you n-ggas spot got everything like a corner store
so i guess i’m running in that b-tch like a corner store
give it up, big boy straps in deck
this 40 got a n-gga in check
gun to your neck, gon’ chop to that, he a f-cking op
choppa barrel, spitting fire like a dragon 50 shots
ain’t lagging, turn your mothaf-cking dress into a bl–dy mop
where i’m from, you a p-ssy if ya out here fronting
a memphis n-gga selling drugs, mane that’ll take ya something
stuff for nothing, ain’t no losses taking 40 fry ya like some bacon
n-ggas b boy sh-tting, n-gga, real n-ggas never fakin’

[hook]


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