Fuckin' With The Best Lyrics - Mista Don't Play - Project Pat

(DJ Paul) 

HCP Hypnotize Camp Posse bitch and it's still on hoe 

(Chorus 1) (2x) 

North North North North North Mafia 

(Chorus 2) 

When you fuck wit us well bitch you fuckin with the fuckin best 

When you fuck wit us well bitch you fuckin with the fuckin best 

When you fuck wit us bitch fuck the rest you fuckin with the best my... 

Hypnotize C-A-M-P Posse Posse 

(Crunchy Blac) 

Let me see do you niggas rob 

Let me see do you niggas kill 

Let me see do you niggas know how to get you a fuckin mill 

Let me see do you niggas know how to keep shit real 

If you faking the deal then you get your ass killed 

Ain't no hating round here nigga we bout our business 

All we trying to get is paper and we ain't even witness 

You talk a whole bunch of shit get your head bussed bitch 

We put bodies in the back of of our pickup bitch 

And droppin em in a ditch 

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(Lord Infamous) 

Bitch eat these hollow tips and die fuckin one through brain and rib cage 

Once they come simulate through your lungs make sure dum-dums don't die today 

Dig these hoes bury these foes bitch keep your nose up out my tray 

Toss grenades chopper spray stay the fuck up out my way 

Leave dem casket doors closed nuthin left but nigga guts 

Take a paper sac don't be at the funeral throwing up 

None of his remains but these thangs I left in his truck 

Sincerly yours Lord Infamous Scarecrow 

(La Chat) 

Don't have to be no stranger violate bitch your life in danger 

A trigga nigga bitch that showin no pity full of anger 

I said from the start mothafucka I warned you I got no love 

It's staight from the heart when I fuck your body up with them slugs 

La Chat you know me hoe I'm always seen in the streets 

But you never gonna try to talk to me wishing cause you bitches too weak 

If you fuck with me it'll be your life a simple chance that you takin 

Clicked up with the Hypnotize Camp of life so all you bitches quit hatin 

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(Juicy J) 

Yeah on that ecs we rollin rollin 

North Memphis pistols totin totin 

Baby bottles full of cert 

With that ice we keep it frozen 

Fills of nigga on my hip 

Baby I might take a sip 

When I'm in the studio 

Envy he might take a slip 

Ounce of green we break it down 

Kings of Memphis on the town 

So you niggas take that ink 

Trying to stretch it with that frown 

(Crunchy Blac) 

Cause all I wanna know is can you smoke with me smoke with me 

Cheif on that weed you smokin dope with me dope with me 

(DJ Paul) 

Bitch this a real mothafuckin click 

Niggas out here traytin flodgin fakin on my profit shit 

Trying to steal my name trying to have my fame even wanna look like me 

Plenty niggas join the game but only the real break the meat 

Bring the pain bring the noise get respect cash the check 

Everything be cool till they try to get what I get 

Fire hot platinum plaque matching chains with the watch 

Let me see you haters bring any plaques back to he spot 

Bring it on nigga bring it on don't forget to bring dem tones nigga bring dem tones 

Nigga hope you be bout pullin triggas cause figgas I hang with to 

Thugs in HCP don't carry a gun nigga we carryin two 

Wanna be's never be's nobody's you asking me 

Just a bunch of niggas that wanna claim that low down dirty three 

Pop you bitches in the back give your mamma's heart attacks 

From this day forth I declare war I hope you niggas ready for that (okay) 

(Project Pat) 

I represent North Memphis where your cars will be stolen 

Young niggas buck as hell nuts will get swollen 

Mothafuck the police dope we be holding 

Poppin out some lead empty clips then reloading 

Ghetto thug niggas out the hood what we molding 

Turn ya outer weed ecstasy and that blowin 

Pullin robberies jacking sprees dollars foldin 

Murder first degree fuck with me I ain't goin 

Out here on these bricks making licks off of suckas 

Armed to the t you can die mothafucka 

Trying to get a piece it's the slang we be using 

Of the fuckin pie riding twanks we be crusing 

Violators dome and your head get so woozy 

All fuckin day bodies stay on the newsy 

Hypnotize Minds on a rise for a come up 

Strapped wit them thangs those who hate will get fucked up 

(T-Rock) 

My HCP gorillas making stance fractured skulls exploding brains 

To make it tame we came to put a strain of running game of lames 

Mafia niggas plan a fit weapons like black panther shit 

Decinegrate your life and take your breath just like a cancer stick 

I blast with no hessitance no fingerprint evidence 

My mafia resiment will bomb on your residents 

I'm T-Rock and I dwell in slums of the ak to represent 

But call me Mr. Washington cause I'm all about presidents