COO COO CAL: My Projects
aus dem Album: Disturbed
Songtext:
HOOK: In my project (5x)
Dawg my project is sweetin' But if you ain't from Where I'm from Like some dawg Don't come or you gettin' beatin' Yeah we cheatin' dog That's automatic We greedy, plus we try'n Feed the needy dawg Wit' all the cabbage Steal from the rich And give to the poor We sell a few drugs Bust a few slugs, and Pimp a few h*es Don't let us Find a bit in higgity Dawg we turn Them into stiggidies With shorties off in riggidies So if you ain't from here Or wit' my guys Don't even roll through playa 'cause All the traffic gettin' minimized Cries for help 'cause You got carjacked Niggaz 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 crib now Ya'll betta give the hood respect 'Cause it pay to play for A day up in my projects
CHORUS: In my projects My project thick In my projects Everybody cooks bricks In my projects My projects thick Don't come to my projects If you ain't wit' this clique In my projects My project thick In my projects Everybody cooks bricks In my projects My projects thick Don't come to my projects If you ain't wit' this clique
Now let me tell you 'Bout them kingpins Droppin' Y2K Benz on Them rims, bringin' 15 in They dishin' it out They keep it in circulation They dodgin' the FEDs And suckas is 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 The 'War on Drugs' Now won't you tell me Who you think winnin' Spendin' money by The piles throwin' 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 'Cause it pay to play for A day up in my projects
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Dawg, go on and sum it up Between the grind with dimes 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 Wit' diamonds and furs He's and her's Shoppin' sprees with ease To fill up a 2000 Suburb, ha Dawg my projects got taste Although the rent Ain't nothin' 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 'Cause it pay to play for A day up in my projects
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In my projects (Repeat to fade)
Screendesign Langenfeld
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