Project Pat - 90 Days Lyrics
''talking''verse 1:it was a hot summers night i was kickin it with gangsta.. fred out at hide parkrollin chasin paper.known we keep tha best of green so you know i'msmokin,lotta niggaz out here clean so you know i'm scopin.i aint wit thatscuffin shit, or wit being broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, yeah thats whati was hopin.spotted me a nigga,candy paint a hundred spokin,sippin on hisliquor wit that blowface on that cokin,bullets they will burn just like lavathat is molten,you victims will learn to resist'll get ya croakin.always kept athang and bandana never knowin,when i have ta git my mayne,pull em out and pokeem,all up in ya grill ya drops it off,cuz i have spoken, i know that yoursick,but lets not git ya momma mopein,snatched him out tha car hit tha gas dawgit's hissin,he down came on down, but out his head a patch was missin.chorus:repeat 2x90 days at tha penna farm(that aint shit)3 bags and a firearm(that aintshit)bogus tags and a bench warrant(that aint shit)police all at my mommashome(that aint shit)verse 2:left tha car weeks behind cypress garden projects,east memphis where we makethe stang, and thats to far bet,nigga hit up fred for some rims, he saidwhatcha like,sold em to our nigga bigga mayne out at mitchell heights,made thaquicky change then we went and bought a pound pound,straight ta gangstaz housewith no remorse we broke it down down,20 dollar bags all in north memphis serveem up,ridin wit these bogus tags,mayne we aint givin a *****,map core on chelseaave seen tha sucka that we got,we done sold a bag to his patna now he lookinhot,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 gotblocked in,i hopped out tha car seen tha police and threw theglock in..to thegarbage can, they did'nt see me but they caught a nigga wit them three bagsgangsta fred wit his steel trigga,chorus: repeat 2x
