n*ggas Got Me f*cked Up lyrics

[Chorus]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
I'm down for my crown, mane
If I go out, I go out on yo' ass, mane
Lame ass n*ggas startin' sh*t
Like some bast*rds
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 ho can die
Through the eye
Blast of the elevated scope-ah
Pull the trigger back
Watch the bullets smack his throat-ah
n*ggas startin' sh*t, is a n*gga who's a coward
Only startin' sh*t
'Cuz he think, he got some power
Shower yo' ass, with a full clip of hollow points
When I start to blast, b*tch
I bet, yo' ass will get the point
Point me a tone right dead at ya dome, fool
"Damn, he from the hood!"
f*ck that, ain't nobody cool!
Foolish-ass, jealous-ass n*ggas know, they ain't down, you done met yo' match, b*tch
And the Patsta's gonna' clown
[Chorus]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up

[Verse 2]
Now, everybody wanna play the hard role
Talkin' bout a b*tch, their money, and a bankroll
I know that if a fool steps to Patsta, I'll serve ya
I'll be downtown for yo' goddamn murder
j*rk a n*gga by his collar, pistol to his head
When I pull the trigger, bet a dollar that the trick's dead
Dead on arrival wit' his weak boy at the club
Trying to f*ck wit' Pat, and his back head caught a slug
.38 Caliber however at close range:
Yeah, it's very, very fatal, mane, to a n*gga's brain
Train everyday, I'm a mothaf*ckin' soldier
When you come up missin', mothaf*cka, I done told ya
Hold ya nuts up, go and get ya pop gun
You must be a fool if you think a n*gga's gonna run
From yo' ass, I'm a pull the gat back 'til you struck
n*ggas should've known dog, Project Pat don't give a f*ck
[Outro]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up (f*cked up, f*cked up, f*cked up)