Gooned Up lyrics

[Chorus: Project Pat]
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your f*cking living room up
n*gga must on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by spot, shoot your f*cking living room up
n*gga must on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Throwing gas bombs to your resident, n*ggas running out
That's when automatic weapons got to popping out
Take you motherf*ckers out, praying on a n*gga skug
n*ggas out here with the mean mug, face it get slugged
I got them thugs with machete and them mask out
I call them garbage men, they like to take the trash out
Catch you n*ggas hanging in the hood on them porches
Choppa like raid spraying off you c*ckroaches
Terminator sh*t, exterminating rats
Should have got a music scholarship the way my guns click clack
Blew out his back, for running off then face the man
Left his ass in the chalk, right beside the garbage can
[Chorus: Project Pat]
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your f*cking living room up
n*gga must on the that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your f*cking living room up
n*gga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Dope still getting sold, n*ggas still getting shot
Coke still in the pot, hood still super hot
All these years a n*gga like me done been away
Some of these n*ggas staying the same position 'til they hair grey
n*ggas always with the sh*t, that's some cold law sh*t
Got a hot 9 quick to blow ya ass off with
When the Ruger in yo face, drop the cash off b*tch
Hair the trigger like a rocket get a blast off b*tch
Shoot ya knee caps off, blow ya chest out yo back
.44 leave a doughnut hole, through ya ain't no coming back
Put my hands on the chopper, throw my life away
I can pop 30 rounds in this clip, 30 n*ggas get shot
[Chorus: Project Pat]
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your f*cking living room
n*gga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride down your spot, shoot your f*cking living room up
n*gga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up

[Verse 3: Bankroll Fresh]
n*gga know I'm bout that shooting n*gga you probably made it happen
Most of these n*ggas rapping n*gga I started out trapping
n*gga you play with me n*gga we gon' f*ck around and splash him
n*gga you play with me n*gga we gon' f*ck around and blast him
Yeah the casket is out there, and I came a disaster
You gonna meet the f*cking pastor, I'm in the hood I'm the rapper
Boy I top out and slap ya, I'm the f*ck sh*t master
It ain't look like I do it I have yo ass bloody napkins
I don't play bought that paper, most of these n*ggas fakers
Most of these n*ggas haters, man these hoes got the vapors
Man I'm balling in Vegas, and I just bought the latest
n*gga play with me my n*gga I'ma pop at your table
[Chorus: Project Pat]
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your living room up
n*gga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up
n*ggas know I'm straight thug
n*ggas know I'm gooned up
Ride by your spot, shoot your f*cking living room up
n*gga must be on that lean, cause he got me screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend I'ma shoot ya ass up