"Life in the Projects" as written by Calvin Broadus and Cecil Womack....
Yeah, get up, get down
That's what P Funk say

Get your money man, it's hard out there
It's hard out there, Dogg
What, yeah, huh
Get yours, get yours, get yours

Shootin' dice on length with a couple of G's
Dust off my knees, twist off my cap and breathe
Jump in the six-four, sittin' on D
Spit a few caps at my enemies

Please, freeze, there's a new sheriff in town
Livin' in the projects, Dogg Pound Pound
No father figure, just gangbang nigga
'cause they give it up quicker and they learn to pull a trigger

All role models on TV
Most of us ain't got a TV, you feel me?
Shit, Michael Jordan don't come through
I bet the nigga get the money when it time to sell his shoe

I'm telling you, I ain't puttin' him down
'cause I love him to death but I ain't ever seen him in my town
But you could see Snoop Dogg everyday
I'm boss to the blocks like the projects in the PJ's

Yeah, for those of you who don't know
This is the land of the scandalous and cut throats
Child support, that's unheard of
Number one crime in the motherfucker 'Murder'

Ya heard me? Hmm, I'ma stay down
For the get down, from a puppy to the big Dogg
Put that on the penthouse
Life in the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds

Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin' hotter
Life in the projects
Where grass is cheese and cheese is power

Life in the projects
Where you got to have the will to know how
Know how to do what? Survive
Life in the projects
You got to get yours, 'cause I'ma get mine

Life in the projects, goodness grief
Everybody waitin' on the first and fifteenth
The police man is tryin' to get at cha
Catcha, snatcha, open up your fridge
Nuttin' lookin' back atcha

So you open up your freeza and say "God, please"
I wish we had more of this some government cheese
I'm duckin' buckshots, see, walkin' on my knees

Ain't no trees, the grass ain't green
And when I say it's all bad, you know what I mean
There's one in every family, what? A fiend
And a basketball star with no team, no dreams

Remember good times? JJ and Michael?
And all the lil' thangs they went through despite
Nobody in the projects gave a fuck
Ain't no good, it's all badluck

Shucks, shoppin' poppin' back up on all the scene
From the George Down, PJ's, Cali or projects
And the Cabrini Greens, my niggas get wild on they ass
We like to pow-pow on they ass

Here's a toast to the coast, so take a blast
From the projects to the upper deck, upper class
A long way from where I come from
I know where I'm at, nigga, I can't forget where I came from

Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin' hotter
Life in the projects
Where grass is cheese and cheese is power

Life in the projects
Where you got to have the will to know how
Know how to do what? Survive
Life in the projects
You got to get yours, 'cause I'ma get mine

Life in the projects
Yeah, life in the projects
Yeah, life in the projects
Yeah, life in the projects

Yeah, I know all them real niggas out there
That's livin' they life in the projects
That's going through that bullshit, why'know
I know how y'all niggas feel

Nigga, Doggy Dogg for ya pain
It's like I'm livin' in the motherfuckin' projects too
Why'know what I'm sayin'?
They want y'all to throw me out my state

So, fuck, I might as well move back in the projects
That's where my real niggas at any motherfuckin' way
I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine
Life in the projects

Nigga, better get yours 'cause I'ma get mine
Life in the projects, feel me?
You better get yours 'cause I'ma get mine
Life in the projects, yeah

You better get yours 'cause I'ma get mine
Life in the projects, yeah
We out, we out



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"Life in the Projects" as written by Cecil Womack Calvin Broadus

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