90 Days

''talking'' verse 1: It was a hot summers night I was kickin it with gangsta.. fred out at hide park Rollin chasin paper.known we keep tha best of green so you know I'm Smokin,lotta niggaz out here clean so you know I'm scopin.i ain't wit that Scuffin shit, or wit being broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, yeah that's what I was hopin.spotted me a nigga,candy paint a hundred spokin,sippin on his Liquor wit that blowface on that cokin,bullets they will burn just like lava That is molten,you victims will learn to resist'll get ya croakin.always kept a Thang and bandana never knowin,when I have ta git my mayne,pull em out and poke Em,all up in ya grill ya drops it off,'cause I have spoken, I know that your Sick,but lets not git ya momma mopein,snatched him out tha car hit tha gas dawg It's hissin,he down came on down, but out his head a patch was missin. chorus:repeat 2x 90 days at tha penna farm(that ain't shit)3 bags and a firearm(that ain't Shit)bogus tags and a bench warrant(that ain't shit)police all at my mommas Home(that ain't shit) verse 2: left tha car weeks behind cypress garden projects,east memphis where we make The stang, and that's to far bet,nigga hit up fred for some rims, he said Whatcha like,sold em to our nigga bigga mayne out at mitchell heights,made tha Quicky change then we went and bought a pound pound,straight ta gangstaz house With no remorse we broke it down down,20 dollar bags all in north memphis serve Em up,ridin wit these bogus tags,mayne we ain't givin a fuck,map core on chelsea Ave seen tha sucka that we got,we done sold a bag to his patna now he lookin Hot,raisin up a pistol dawg and nigga started blastin, I returned tha favor, You know me no questions askin,donuts in tha lot tha niggaz pulled off we got Blocked in,I hopped out tha car seen tha police and threw the glock in..to the Garbage can, they did'nt see me but they caught a nigga wit them three bags Gangsta fred wit his steel trigga, chorus: repeat 2x --- 90 Days - Project Pat