Lyrics: MOBB DEEP "PROJECT HALLWAYS" (0/1)

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Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project hallways

Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Project hallways, 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

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

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

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

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

Now you're livin the life of a project sad song

Makin' your loot from all the right wrongs

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

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

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

Comin from the streets of Fright

Where the only thing you'll know

Where the only thing you'll know is how to roll it up right

Is how to roll it up right and load it up tight

And load it up, tight, you're startin a block war

You're startin' a block war

Nigga pull the trigga if you want a little more

Frank Nitty style, Buck Wild

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

since the age of a little Brand Nubian

From skelly tops to props [Incomprehensible]

From skelly tops to props ? and all that

Now you're puttin' your block on the map

Now you're puttin your block on the map

A role model to the petty drug dealers

Banana clip style, my neighborhood's Buck Wild

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

Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project hallways

Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Niggaz catchin' bodies

Niggaz catchin bodies

A little hell bound nigga, shoot 'em up, light 'em up

A little hellbound nigga, shoot em up, light em up

Pull the trigger, pass the 40 in the project hallways

Runnin' through the doorways

Runnin through the doorways, back in the days

Back in the days just a little snot nosed bastard

Just a little snot nosed bastard

Always causin' havoc with a blade

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

Cause I'm sharp like glass, but I won't break

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

You'll get done, did, a kid from the 'Bridge

Who gets buck and couldn't give a fuck about your daze

who gets buck, and couldn't give a fuck about your daze

I'm talkin' 'bout the project hallways

I'm talkin bout the project hallways

Catchin' bodies in the project hallways

Catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, chillin' 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

and knocks on the streets of the uptown blocks

Load the glocks, who got the mox'

A little gun bangin bad-ass project thug

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'

Tap the [Incomprehensible] shit, the brew, pass the Phil'

What's my name? Niggaz call me little shorty gets ill

What's my name? Niggaz call me Little Shorty gets ill

and bag em up on the street corner

And bag 'em up on the street corner

And bust em open in the project hallways

And bust 'em open in the project hallways

Check it out, yo

Check it out, yo, around the way kid the sun don't shine

Around the way kid the sun don't shine

Phillie Blunts kid I got what you want and it's time

Phillie blunts kid I got what you want and it's time

My dialogue with the project 'cause motivate

My dialogue with the project cause motivate

Move, [Incomprehensible] I never lose

Move, what? I never lose

Freestyle project hallway style

But the shit ain't real unless you got that buddha filled chalm

but the shit ain't real unless you got that buddha filled

Keep me goin' on when I perform

chalm, keep me goin on when I perform

Charge the brain, lick 'em up, that's the name of the game

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

on the motherfuckin mission and I just improve

Upstairs, niggaz dyin' on the 6th floor

Upstairs, niggaz dyin on the 6th floor

'Cause in the projects, shit is mad rough

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

Watch your back, cause we're comin through

With a fat sack of 1-2-1 son and the shit ain't fun

with a fat sack of 1-2-1 son

And the shit ain't fun, unless I get some

Unless I get some of the action, little shorty execute

of the action, little shorty execute

I'm killin' niggaz in the hallways

I'm killin niggaz in the hallways

Till there ain't no more left to shoot

til there ain't no more left to shoot

So if you can't take the heat, stay out of the ways

Before you become a victim of the project hallways

Before you 'come a victim of the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project hallways

Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project hallways

Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Niggaz catchin' bodies in the project hallways

Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways

Project hallways, the project hallways

Niggaz shoot 'em up in the project hallways

Niggaz shoot em up in the project hallways

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