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Play Pen to the State Pen

Disturbing tha Peace

Golden Grain

2002

sleeve
It sounds so hard talkin bout guns
'cause I got a 3-5-7-9 and a Mac11
Get drilled, tip toein by the minute
When 6 wit the clip showin
Nicca where ya

been chinese
Get the fuck out the trap nigga
Thats fine by me
Them hunnids they come as they please
That nigga got chewed like rotisserie
So many 20’s

deep throat
Green like Ceelo got the back end shooting c lo
Stack my C notes yea I fuck up the 20s on angles
Shooter went nameless ain't it
He ain't

Shoot 'em up, then leave, nigga
I smell summer's eve, nigga
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive, nigga

I'm strapped up, nigga fuck a gun law

on me she bad and Brazilian
I told her I don't really care 'bout your feelings
Sorry not sorry like I'm Bryson Tiller
When I shoot my shot always wet

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh
K-TLEM  TLEM Records A.N.D.A. WORLD Puff
21 Gun Salute (Don’t shoot) Guess who’s in the buildin’
It’s what it is YEAH

21

like verb
cops throwin the bird ya heard
i'm on I-20 wit 20's (uhh huh)
and beats i got plenty can't wait to see Jenny

[Chorus]
Been all around

knew he had to shoot
You live by the gun and you die by the gun too

Bow your heads as we pray
I hope you never lose a love one
Amen

Yo yo what happen

and 20's on my mind man I swear that I really forget her
Feel like a rat cause I'm wanting this cheddar no I'm not a snitch know I'm solid forever
Man he

the prison
I’m rolling 20s like I’m with the pistons
I shot that boy cause he hopped in my mentions

Jugg verse:
Niggas be trapping 
Fuck do these niggas be

me
This ain't no Dorothy
And them mistaken
For no Toto
You'll get your shorty killed
By niggas that's trained to go though
Smoke weed every day
Count

Grab your gun. We #1. I feel great

Top Boy

What we gonna do in 22'. Yeah
What we gonna do in 22'
What we gonna do in 22' Yeah

Top Boy

Black

in
The Devil may cry
Run up on gang we gon' shoot, bitch
Your bitch, she's in love with the crew
Exclusive drip all on my- huh, huh
Marni and Rick

Mariah Carey in her 20's in front of my face no divorce getting filed now, goddamn
All i want for Christmas is just you baby, goddamn
Talking hoes, yea, I

Rain drops, gun shots
Shoot and your bedrins run run
Spin that got 6 shots (Ya)
That 6 chances to take him out
Feds came to my fucking door
Tryna ask

Sucka Ass Niggas

Spice 1

1990-Sick

1995

Four years ago I was stuck on the grind
Slangin' crack 50 sacks straight 20's and dimes
Till I came with shit that got a muthafucka known
Coolin'

Gunning for you, say your Ave Maria
With guns, grenades, an entire Ikea

I'm haphazardly running across the island
There's a firefight right on the horizon

that nigga might be gay he only hard around his dudes
And I don't fuck with 10's or 20's bitch I only fuck with blues
And I always keep a drake 'cuz it

I swear to God that I won't call you, I bet my 20's on this nigga
She said no, holly shit
Okay I'll suck your dick (Nigga what?)
Mhmm, I ain't said

squabbin' me and that's on 20s
Plenty niggaz felt the wrath of his deuce-deuce gun blast
Ask 'cause on the corner with the bullet holes his chest blast

couldn’t shoot it well

Had to ditch the life of suit and ties 

It didn’t suit me well man 

I just thought I would’ve had it in the bag by now 

I just

the gun, stop the violence
Set your sights much higher, fulfill your desires
Let your soul inspire, stop the violence
Bang Bang, Shoot um up! Bang Bang,

got me grinning
Ran out of 20s
Come and get this benji

Money
Watch it fall from the sky
Girl go head catch it
No ones n fives
Saws and dubs
Girl get

I'm feelin'-feelin'-feelin'-feelin' oh, so blessed
I shoot at this shit and I aim for your chest I'm faded, I'm wasted, im faded off mollys and xans