Livin in the Project Video (MV)

I'm a nigga from the third with a helluva nerve
And if you cross my line then you will get served
I win, lose or die this happens everyday
Muthaf*ckas get killed in this game I play

I put these hands on a nigga 'cuz he talk too much
He told my business to a bitch, I had to f*ck him up
When I confronted this nigga, he got highly upset
Took off his shirt, booted up, then looked down to my chest

So I slammed his ass, the nigga started to kick
I went to stompin' in his face, f*ckin' up his shit
Gave him a good ass whippin', then I started to steppin'
I saw him reachin' in his pants, I seen he was stressin'

The niggas was stuntin' but I had mine
Five times through the chest, family outside cryin'
On the way back home, I saw this sharp ass lady
Polo down, hair fixed and some gold earrings

I asked just where she's headed, she said, "7th Ward"
Release the fine bitch out the St. Bernard
She hopped in the ride, I take the hoe to Popeye's
Got a three piece white, cold drink and small fries

The hoe got full, we went to the Rochambeaux
Took off her clothes and bust three nuts and after that I was through
Took her halfway home and told the bitch, "Get on"
Didn't give a f*ck about her 'cuz I gave her the bone

Everyday somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler
Niggas roll down the ave. 'cuz I'm the neighborhood amp
F*ckin' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out
'Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about