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M - Project Hallways lyrics
Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways
 Project hallways the project hallways.. 
 Project hallways the project hallways.. 
 Step in to my highrise hell 
 You gots to be on the up and up 
 Watch your back pump your crack 
 but don't forget to re up 
 A burner's your God and you pray to it all day 
 Then at night you catch a body 
 But it's just the shit you got to do 
 Cause if you wasn't watchin they'd catch your ass too 
 You gotta go all out if you want props 
 or you can just kill a man, and it's the same for cops 
 Now you want a little fame from the drug game 
 whether you shoot em up, or pump cracks, it's all the same 
 But fuck it you're in it to win it 
 Fat uptown, cookies in the rocks, your spot's hot 
 Now you're livin the life of a project sad song 
 Makin your loot from all the right wrongs 
 But that's the way it goes when you choose your path 
 and you might just, feel the pain of a tec 22 blast 
 All out war, with niggaz from the next block 
 You're pullin out the glock, to shut em down 
 Now you're Mr. Big Shot in your tribe 
 Niggaz know your name from Mt. Vernon, to Southside 
 Comin from the streets of Fright 
 Where the only thing you'll know is how to roll it up right 
 And load it up, tight, you're startin a block war 
 Nigga pull the trigga if you want a little more 
 Frank Nitty style, buckwild 
 Thirty-eight slugs from uptown thugs 
 No question, you're true to the game 
 since the age of a little Brand Nubian 
 From skelly tops to props ? and all that 
 Now you're puttin your block on the map 
 A role model to the petty drug dealers 
 Banana clip style, my neighborhood's buckwild 
 You can't forget who you came from 
 See you later maybe sooner in the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz catchin bodies 
 A little hellbound nigga, shoot em up, light em up 
 Pull the trigger, pass the 40 in the project hallways 
 Runnin through the doorways, back in the days 
 Just a little snot nosed bastard 
 Always causin havoc, with a blade 
 But now it's a burner, used, for murder 
 Step a little closer and your ass is grass 
 You better move fast 'fore I kick that ass 
 Cause I'm sharp like glass, but I won't break M - Project Hallways - http://motolyrics.com/m/project-hallways-lyrics.html
 Walk into the project hallways is your big mistake 
 You little bitch ass nigga, you shoulda known better 
 You'll get done, did, a kid from the 'Bridge 
 who gets buck, and couldn't give a fuck about your daze 
 I'm talkin bout the project hallways 
Catchin bodies in the project hallways
 Project hallways, chillin in the project hallways 
 To survive around my way 
 You gotta play a knuckle game every day 
 Lost in the shuffle of hardrocks 
 and knocks on the streets of the uptown blocks 
 Load the glocks, who got the mox' 
 A little gun bangin bad-ass project thug 
 You're in the wrong part of town kid 
 Mr. Buddha on the 13th floor, gimme some more 
 Sess bag it up real quick kid 
 Tap the ? shit, the brew, pass the Phil' 
 What's my name? Niggaz call me little shorty gets ill 
 and bag em up on the street corner 
 And bust em open in the project hallways 
 Check it out, yo 
 Around the way kid the sun don't shine 
 Phillie blunts kid I got what you want and it's time 
 My dialogue with the project cause motivate 
 Move, what? I never lose 
 Freestyle project hallway style 
 but the shit ain't real unless you got that buddha filled 
 chalm, keep me goin on when I perform 
 Charge the brain, lick em up, that's the name of the game 
 So it's the move when I move little smooth 
 on the motherfuckin mission and I just improve 
 Upstairs, niggaz dyin on the 6th floor 
 Cause in the projects, shit is mad rough 
 So take a puff and relax your mind 
 J.V. crimes, most of the time 
 You might catch my crew, with a sixty-four brew 
 Watch your back, cause we're comin through 
 with a fat sack of 1-2-1 son 
 And the shit ain't fun, unless I get some 
 of the action, little shorty execute 
 I'm killin niggaz in the hallways 
 til there ain't no more left to shoot 
 So if you can't take the heat, stay out of the ways 
 Before you 'come a victim of the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways 
 Project hallways, the project hallways 
 Niggaz shoot em up in the project hallways








