[Project Pat (talkin)]
Hello, hello, hello?


[Boogelou (talkin)]
Pat, whats up man, whats up?


[Project Pat (talkin)]
Boogelou, whats up man?
Man yea man, a ^!$$% done messed me off down here dawg.

I got caught for a weak azz pistol charge. Man dese folkz
gon try and make a ^!$$% do a whole mutha $#&@in calendar dawg.
I need ya to send me sumthin.


[Boogelou (talkin)]
I gotcha, what happened?


[Project Pat (talkin)]
Man, I was messin off wit my ^!$$%, man dis %#@! $#&@ed up!


[Project Pat]
I gotta call from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day

Met some ^!$$% from da other way, wanna purchase llao (weed)
Said dey wanna get good %#@! for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis ^!$$% by da bayou

Could be da po-po, dats da way my mind think
Thought about da %#@! for a minute, den I took a drank
Thinkin of a coma, knowin I aint gonna fall

Call up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob, $$#ault
Den he ball off, wit da goods to a ron-de-vou, spot
Handed Fred back his dope, den we split da loot

Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got, sumthin serious
Infactuated wit da game, very curious
Dat'll kill da cat, cause da game ain't to be told

Quit smokin crack, my nigg-a, it's to be sold
Gettin old, never worries me, I don't giva $#&@
?? stayed on mind, call dat ^!$$% up.


[Chorus - 2X]
If you hoes wanna go dere

We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair

We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)


[Project Pat]
We can set dis %#@! up, for a, secluded area
Tell em bring himself, and da duffle-bag carrier

Met him 4am, hit Creek Hill, at a Exxon
In a hot car, tech-9 and a rouger gun
Another ^!$$% came, wit da ^!$$%, dey got out of 'Lac (Caddilac)

Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk, "Where da cheese at?"
^!$$% took a sniff, and he seen dat da %#@! was straight
Said dat da loot was in his trunk, now I'm thinkin, "Wait."

"What's goin on?", partner took da dope off da trunk
Raisin up my tech, ^!$$% in da trunk, raised da pump
Bullets popped off, Fred caught one, in da chest

Lucky for my nigg', he was wearin bullet proof vest
Shootin tech, but I coulda died, cause it jammed up
Pump at my dome, dat's when Poncho feet had slammed up

Shot da .45, blowin both ^!$$%z azz off
Think we got em down, wit da cheese and da sawed-off.


[Chorus - 2X]
If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.

(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.

(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)

[Project Pat]

Two weeks later, still knowin bout da $#&@ery
Move dat a ^!$$% pulled, spot a police watchin me
Watchin me, cause I fit description of a suspect

Pullin me, over, now he askin where my license at
"Officer, I done left my wallet at da house, sir."
Still took me Down-town, cause da police don't care
Down in lower-level, man a simple situation
Turned into, a 72-hour investigation

Ima ex-con, so I don't need a walk through
To dis jail %#@!, wonderin, "Who did dey talk to?"
Could've been my dawg, not my nigg', dat's a hell naw
Dey done found my tech, but I ain't got %#@! to tell ya'll
Feelin kinda sick, cause dey finna send me up da river

Couldn't be a snitch, cause I can't tell on my ^!$$%
Tech, didn't match da gun, Woons(police) bout to let me go
Stuck wit da gun charge, violated my parole.

[Chorus - 2X]

If you hoes wanna go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.

(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)
(Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)