I think it’s safe to say that DJ Paul, Juicy J, and the whole Three 6 Mafia have done a lot for Hip Hop, yet they don’t get the recognition they deserved. They questioned the higher ups about the denial in their 2005 release, Most Known Unknown. If the industry has turned the blind eye to what they’ve accomplished, I’d imagine they view Project Pat, Juicy J’s brother and Three-6 affiliate, like the half-sibling from your Dad’s side chick.

2001 - Project Pat - Mista Don't Play Everythangs Workin full cd. Mista Don't Play: Throwback by Project Pat Full Album.

Project Pat Mista Don%27t Play

Project Pat made this because this is real life, and each of the tracks are like an episode in the hard life. This album has the most chilling rap song I have ever heard, 'Aggravated Robbery.' The screams of those he is robbing is heard, as well as the graphic lyrics of him killing a corner store clerk and his manager. About Press Copyright Contact us Creators Advertise Developers Terms Privacy Policy & Safety How YouTube works Test new features Press Copyright Contact us Creators. Find many great new & used options and get the best deals for Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin Clean Edited by Project Pat (CD, Feb-2001, Relativity (Label)) at the best online prices at.

Pat was giving us a visual of Memphis long before First 48 aired it’s first episode. However, Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin, put him on a larger scale. “Chicken Head,” the album’s lead single, was the bait and hook. The La Chat-feature turned out to be a humorous–but dope–battle of the sexes.

Project Pat Mista Don%27t Player

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“Always in my face, talkin this and that/
Girl I had to buy some rims for da Cadilac,” Pat spits.

La Chat responds: “You riding clean, but ya gas tank is on E/Be stepping out ain’t no descent shoes on ya feet.”

“Chicken Head” had commercial appeal, but that’s about as close it would get. “If You Ain’t from My Hood” and “Gorilla Pimp” was for from a top Hot 100 track.

Memphis wouldn’t be Memphis without the Booty clubs. Pat made sure he catered to the exotic dancers of the world in “Ooh Nuthin’.”

“Life We Live,” my favorite track from the album, finds Pat reflecting on the trials and tribulations that had gotten him to a level of success.

Project Pat Mista Don%27t Play

Mista Don’t Play was so gangsta, I wouldn’t be surprised if it actually influenced First 48. Amazingly, it peaked at the number 4 spot on Billboard 200 and was certified Gold.

Pat has a flow and cadence like no other. Ironically, no rapper has attempted to emulate. However, when it comes to the “North, North,” they know the business!

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Project Pat Mista Don 27t Playground

* originally appeared on Funkmaster Flex IV
Boy, t`s about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original Break Da Law`s up in here for you hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak niggas guard your grills, tuck your chains in your shirts
It`s goin down - BREAK DA LAW NIGGA!
1 - Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin,
we ain`t playin, we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin,
we ain`t playin, we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin,
we ain`t playin, we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin
Break Da Law - we ain`t playin,
we ain`t playin, we ain`t playin
[Verse 1]
We ain`t playing young nigga
Who the fuck I said we playin?
We just `bout to kill yo` ass and it`s already planned
Too many bullshit niggas done, been up in my click
But I spit them boys out, cause they tasting like some shit
I admit my click, now, is nothin but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot clowns in the process
Fuck that shit, we keepin them bitches hot
Cause we making them millions and they hairs ain`t in the spot
[Verse 2]
Haters mad on the town cause a nigga got it made
Wanna rock they fuckin songs but these junkies ain`t gettin paid
Slammin doors, pimpin hoes, while you lemons in a daze
When I step up in the club I be glistenin wit a glaze
I would let you hit this clown but you bitches can`t behave
I would let you hit this FIRE but you bitches smokin safe
Better catch up with yo kind, cause you tip me from your grave
When a nigga catch you slippin it`s that beam in yo` face
Repeat 1
[Verse 3]
See I could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a nigga fast
I`m kicking in some doors, I`m puttin a nigga on his ass
And if he talkin trash, I put him in a bag
A body-fucking-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the fuckin law and I ain`t playin with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool
I lock and fuckin load and let that motherfucker loose (Blaow!)
[Verse 4]
I know this nigga who got punked out after every class
He was a bitch in school and now he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he super bad
Man fuck your vest you still get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a fuck because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin sir you fuckin wit a slaughterer
Some police don`t serve protective
They bangin` pussy in projects
Some niggas pay him off to sell they dope around his set
Repeat 1
[Project Pat]
Breakin laws, glock in drawers, whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my fuckin nuts, while this tome is in yo face
Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
I`ma leave these bitches dead, cut a sunroof in your head
You get stomped in yo mug, when I shoot, then I peel out
Right before dat happen I`ma tear yo fuckin grill out
Beat you bitches down `til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain`t no fuckin love
And one of y`all niggaz wanna get some I got some
Blow they fuckin ass off, double barrel shotgun
Don`t be comin my way bodys stank like moth balls
Swing a iron bat to yo head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo ass then I let the luga sweep
I`m the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It`s da Project nigga roll, ready mane to kill a hoe
Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger let it BLOWWW!
Repeat 1