Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 90 Days, artist - Project Pat. Date of issue: 05.08.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
90 Days |
| 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 aint wit that |
| scuffin shit, or wit being broken, waitin for a sucka to stick, yeah thats 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, cuz 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 aint shit)3 bags and a firearm (that aint |
| shit) bogus tags and a bench warrant (that aint shit) police all at my mommas |
| home (that aint shit) |
| left tha car weeks behind cypress garden projects, east memphis where we make |
| the stang, and thats 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 aint 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 |