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Project Pat - Текст песни 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 foolProject Pat - Niggas Got Me Fucked Up - http://ru.motolyrics.com/project-pat/niggas-got-me-fucked-up-lyrics.html
 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









