Ridin' on Chrome

[Verse 1: Project Pat] Cruisin' Frayser Boulevard, made a right on Hollywood, mane Just bought a sack from the crest, it's all good, mane In the hood, mane, it's the Project niggaro-ah Nigga from the Northside of Memphis on that dojah Watch them rollers 'cause you know they out to catch a nigga See me on them chrome thangs, then they wanna harass a nigga Pass a nigga by but the outer look don't get no hit See they own reflection when they tryin' to look in my tint Project movin' on, 'cause I do not bar' them paw-paw's Just ran out of blunts, so I'm pullin' up at Barbara's Little store, Garcia blunts call up Gangsta Fred Cold forty ounce of bud, ice, my nigga, what's next? Straight to Hyde Park, after dark breakin' down the weed Curt and Shawn, Hennesey and my nigga, Lil' Tyree Mane, we be on the purest chronic, dog, thats on the town If you be thinkin' that we lyin' then you come on down [Chorus: Project Pat] Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane [Verse 2: T-Rock] Every day is a buddha blessed day Me and my folks get fulla sacks hay, we boxed in smokin' on the express way The blunt you bet' not waste, hey, it's three hitter quitter Just to make sure all of us get high when we split a Swisher Chief some, it's the classic green, I can tell this ain't no babbage weed My heart is pumpin' through my chest at a rapid speed Is it hocus pocus? I feel I'm loosin' focus Yet and even realize my fingernails was burnin' from the roaches Turn at the long awaited exit, we spot the police But all drug paraphernalia has been ejected, neglected Left on the curb, herb in my bloodstream Spot some hoes, [?] freaks suckin' with all my thugs scream We love green, it's so swell, we smoke up four L's Then scoop the hoes, convince them to get naked in the motel In ATL I'm seein' plenty crunk altercations This is just the average day for niggas constantly blazin' [Chorus: Project Pat] Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane [Verse 3: Project Pat] Fifteens, seventeens, niggas on them twankies Ridin' through the town, dog, smokin' on some stanky Indo-nesia bumpin' out the kickbox Smoke out the sun roof, Gat in the stash spot City hot, with that zero tolerance, that's bullshit Niggas still ridin', still chief and get full, bitch Fingernails split the blunt, Tobacco out, in with weed Nigga like me smoke a ounce down to the seeds Certain weed sneak up on you, dog, hit you like a bull Most weed knock you off your ass when you take a pull Fire shit get you high, bitch, make you wanna fuck Candy pearl white paint job, mane, on Juicy's truck Freaky slut wanna fuck with us but you get no props Eyes poppin' out ya' head, while you at the bus stop Bitches hatin' too, now you know that that's a damn shame M-Town players on chrome, smokin' dope, mane [Chorus: Project Pat] Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane Ridin' on Chrome and we smokin' on some dope, mane