Slangin' Rocks (feat. Gangsta Boo)

[Chorus: Playa Fly]

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

[Verse 1: Project Pat]

Day and night, night and day, nigga gotta get some pay

Standing out with my rocks, and my Glock, chiefin' Hay

Anyway that I can, my nigga you understand?

Gotta bring twenty strong, before I can serve your jaw

Double up, man what's up? Got the pot, rock it up

Mixing in some B12, now my shit gon' blown on up

Shake the ball 'round the jar, 'til the ball get real hard

Cut me down some twenties, then I'm standin' out in the yard

Junkies coming back and forth, one tried to run off with dope

Caught him 'round the corner and I shot the maggot in the throat

Don't be playin' with my cheese, all I get is two O-Z's

One day I'mma be the fucking man out here slangin' keys

Until then, I'm the nigga runnin' from the undercover

Narcotic boys jumpin' fences tryna catch a brother

Having things is hard out here, but I'm stayin' 'bout my hog

One day I'll be pushin' Lex, but today it's Cutlass dog

[Chorus: Playa Fly]

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]

Slangin rocks all good with me, downest bitch that would be me

I be on your side like hip-bone and nigga you will see

That your misses-lady, your baby will cover up what you didn't

You saw that dope that I stuffed in my pussy, I ain't bullshittin

So send me out on a mission, we can take they position

We got that china, canary-yellow, we on all you bitches

So come on down, you're the next contestant on my dope list

I'm tryna put some shoes on Rover that I rode in this bitch

And we 'bout our paper, we shuttin' your block down, we takin full charge

Can't nothin be done, 'til Project Pat said, "Yo, fuck all of y'all"

I'm from the south, so what you mean, you ain't heard about?

All them birds that's flyin' south, that's flyin' straight into your mama's house

Don't be sayin' you got the clout, 'cause we all know who really runnin thangs

All you bustas must behave, 'cause since we came, it ain't gone be the same

I hope you are feeling that, I'm lovin it, if you liking it

If you wanna get caught up in the realest shit, I'm the one who your ass need to deal wit-wooh

[Chorus: Playa Fly]

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block

Slangin rocks, non stop, non stop, on your block