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Şarkı sözleri : Project Pat. Ghetty Green. Niggas Got Me Fucked Up.

These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up

These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up

These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up

These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up

These niggas got me fucked up, I'm down for my crown mane
If I go out, I go out on yo' ass mane
Lame ass niggas starting shit like some bastards
When I catch ya mark ass slippin' I'm a blast ya
Half of ya fools get high before a drive-by
I don't need a joint to let me know that a hoe can die
Through the eye blast of the elevated scope a
Pull the trigger back, watch the bullets smack his throata

Nigga starting shit is a nigga whose a coward
Only starting shit 'cuz he think he got some power
Shower yo' ass wit' a full clip of hollow points
When I start to blast bitch, I bet yo' ass will get the point
Point me tone right dead at ya dome fool
Damn he from the hood, fuck that ain't nobody cool
Foolish ass,jealous, ass niggas know they ain't down
You done met yo' match boy and the Patsta gonna clown

These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up

These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up
These niggas got me fucked up

Now everybody wanna play the hard role
Talkin' 'bout a bitch, their money and a bank roll
I know that if a fool steps to Patsta I'll serve ya
I'll be downtown for yo' goddamn murder
Jerk a nigga by his collar, pistol to his head
When I pull the trigger bet a dollar that tricks dead
Dead on arrival wit' his weak boy at the club
Trying to fuck wit' Pat, in his back head caught a slug

.38 Caliber however at close range
Is very, very fatal mane to nigga's brain
Train everyday, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
When you come up missing motherfucker I done told ya
Hold ya nuts up, got and get ya pop gun
You must be a fool if you think this nigga's gonna run
From yo' ass I'm a pull a jack move
Niggas should've known dog, Project Pat don't give a fuck

These niggas got me fucked up