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Coo Coo Cal - My Projects lyrics
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 Cadilacs 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 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 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 ho - 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, where's the 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 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 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 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 In my projects My projects thick Don't come to my projects if you ain't wit me In my projects (5x |
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