The PJ
Pete Rock Lyrics
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Yo man get ya ass in here man
You know the fuckin' Police lookin' for you man
Come on man, them niggaz just left here man
Come on man you know we got mad fuckin' blow
Up in the Motherfuckin' lab son
This nigga's off the hook man
Yo Chef talk to these niggaz man
[Raekwon]
We baggin' ounces in the back of the Maz'
Ostrich on, Wollriches, three Quarter-ness
A.D.I.D.A.S. wit Stan Smith's
The grant's on the Stove
And Aunt Lo about to come to the Lab-o
She givin' me some credit for clothes
That's the slang work for bricks, dicks
Analyze you never know who lookin'
It's deranged world, wit snitches is enterprisin'
Black Man hold on, like Magnums in the Wind
Cuz when it get cold, parole give a homey like ten
What's the prognosis: drugs, guns, and ounces of Gold fish
Fly reefer out-town, bitches is stone six
And birds back in 18 and played C.R.E.A.M
Gray beam, it's lean new A.D.I.D.A.S
Jackets, flippin' up small dean
Visualisin' portraits, fresh cuts
Brand new Porsche?s
Going wit hand-to-hand, servin' the Source
Yo, runnin' from the Police
This day-to-day lifestyle where niggaz get arraigned
And get chain, it's like cycle blao!!
[Hook]
Drug Dealers, Star and Celebrities (Ghetto Celebs)
Even dudes wit a few felonies (A few felonies)
In 'The PJ's' this what they tellin' me (Tellin' who?)
Sniffin' real hard but you not smellin' me (Smell me)
The crowd yellin' for 'Chef' 'Killa' and 'Pete Rock' (Pete Rock)
Got 'em movin' like the Millennium beat box (Beat Box)
Shit is all hood 'til they hear the heat cock (Whooo!)
Fall back and let the beat rock
[Masta Killa]
Degrees of experience qualifies me to speak in certain areas
Where many can't reach, so I prepared a speech for ya'll
To then listen while I spit the hot venomous shit
My whole Clique sick, infested wit the itchy trigger finger mob related
Noodle-leanie universal flag Beanie
Son you wouldn't want to see me black down, master .4 pound
Clip full of hallow tip round
Turn the fuckin' sound up
My cup runneth over Hennessey, the Bill Bixby
Ninja Scroll, niggaz that roll
My son did four in the hole
Tenant population, neva told, facin' Parole
Sipped the old gold style, beat it in trial
My mild-mannered .9 Bandit, flow drunk
Look at Skunk weed stickin'
Razor sharp rip 'em, bites lift 'em
We at the Jam direct
The Ghetto Gospel, collaboration
One word could change the nation
No doubt!
[Hook]
[Raekwon]
Tuna Salad and Puma rackin' he's
Pushin' through the projects, captain
Get your money, yo show me no slackin'
We drive the meanest Joints
Shoot through Medina wit a Evisu Jeans and Nina's
Stop by Juniors we hittin' cheeba
Briefly, crackers observe
You got the undercovers
Niggas just love us, we know they suckers
You know what? What? Mosey don't be nosey yo!
Watch these fake niggaz wit these Thank You cards
Them shits is bogey
Snitches in the hood up to no good
We would kill a lot of Motherfuckers but the timin' ain't good
So while my bankroll climbin'
I be out on consignment, breezin'
Ki's wit 29 letter melted cheeses
All of my papers now in real estate
White folks been doin' this since '69
It's billions and killer weight
So prosperous moves wit the jewels, wit Wu Nikes on
It's cool don't ever act like niggaz ain't who new
One!
[Hook]
[Outro]
Yea! we just sit back, in the luxury toasters
Slidin' through the motherfuckin' projects
Stand away from you fake ass Motherfuckers
Layin' out in the barber shops, gettin' fucked up cuts
We don't respect ya'll (Don't respect ya'll)
Knaw' sayin'? This is Shala Lewis Rich
Pete Rock, Masta Killa, The Vatican
One! I'm gone
The song "The PJ's" is a collaboration of Pete Rock with Raekwon and Masta Killa. The verses narrate the daily lifestyle of drug dealers and the dangers they face. The song begins with Raekwon inviting someone to come in and join him while hustling drugs while the police look for them. The rest of the song goes on to describe the drug dealer's perspective of the world, the way they dress, and the drug trade itself. The lyrics are packed with street slang and code names for drugs, as if the listener is walking through the projects and witnessing the dealings firsthand.
The hook speaks on the culture of the ghetto and the celebrities who come from there, including drug dealers and felons. The line "Snap to my crews, come and zap the rats" is a testament to the code of silence within the drug trade, telling people to stay quiet about what they see or hear.
The last verse is Masta Killa rapping about his experience in the streets and the perspective he gained from it. His words speak of a harsh reality that many cannot face, and his lines point towards a brighter future.
Overall, the song gives an authentic, unfiltered view of drug trade in impoverished areas, opting not to sugarcoat or romanticize its consequences.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo man get ya ass in here man
Come inside quickly and quietly because the police are looking for you.
Come on man you know we got mad fuckin' blow
Hurry up and come inside because we have a large amount of drugs that we need to hide.
We baggin' ounces in the back of the Maz'
We are packaging drugs in the back of a Mazda vehicle.
Ostrich on, Wollriches, three Quarter-ness
Wearing expensive clothing items from Wollriches and three-quarter-length pants made of ostrich leather.
Analyze you never know who lookin'
Be careful because you never know who might be watching or paying attention to our illegal activities.
Black Man hold on, like Magnums in the Wind
Black men need to hold on tight to their protection, like the way one holds on to a Magnum gun in a windy situation.
What's the prognosis: drugs, guns, and ounces of Gold fish
Our situation involves drugs, guns, and large amounts of money in Goldfish crackers packaging.
Going wit hand-to-hand, servin' the Source
We are selling drugs directly to customers and serving as the source of their illegal substances.
Degrees of experience qualifies me to speak in certain areas
I have gained a certain level of experience that allows me to speak knowledgeably about particular topics.
Noodle-leanie universal flag Beanie
Wearing a beanie with a universal flag design (a flag with stars and stripes) made of a noodle-leanie material.
My whole Clique sick, infested wit the itchy trigger finger mob related
My entire group is involved with organized crime and is prone to quick violence due to our itchy trigger fingers.
Tenant population, neva told, facin' Parole
Living as a tenant in a public housing development, never snitching on anyone, and facing the possibility of parole.
Tuna Salad and Puma rackin' he's
Eating tuna salad and wearing Puma brand clothing items.
We drive the meanest Joints
We own and drive the best and most expensive cars.
Shoot through Medina wit a Evisu Jeans and Nina's
Driving through the Medina neighborhood wearing expensive Evisu brand jeans and Nina brand shoes.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ADAM KANE ROBERTSON, DEAN JAMES TURNER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@user-ii3cp7ot3s
This beat always stuck with me, so you know it’s fire.
@wogdiddy4468
My bad, I didn't know
@lamontlauren367
This been in rotation since it came out….and till this day of writing….masta killa bodied this….salute
@meekmozart5216
His flow is impeccable 🗣️🔥🎙️👐🏾
@tiransims501
masta killah snap
@dannybx78
2008 classic right here.
@413westernmassbornjp6
Omg 😳 that beat is so smoov
@ChefAnatoly
East Coasting!
@djdoobius
Love the Fantasy Three "It's Your Rock" sample
@romaindixneuf7878
Pete Rock made a dedicace to Large Professor with the sample of "Mad Scientist" and an other sample used in "Just A Friendly Game Of Base Ball" in Main Source album.