Disturbing tha Peace, Shawnna, Ludacris, Twista - R.P.M. lyrics
[Disturbing tha Peace, Shawnna, Ludacris, Twista - R.P.M. lyrics]
That got they baby daddies locked
In the pen gone
Fittin' to rot, cause he did wrong
Run up on the cops
And he hit 'em with the Glock
Left his wig home
Sellin' rock on the big phone
In the projects, niggas run up on your set
With the tech' out
Leave you wet with your chest out
Killer niggas, realer niggas, have a nigga
Feel a never realer nigga
Drill a nigga, fuckin' with a villain
Never spill a nigga
Fuck that! Nigga bust back we in the 'Lac
Me and my bitches all strapped
Puffin the sack, and we be sippin on 'gnac
Fittin to react
And pop a nigga for them stacks (OOH-OOOH)
Niggas I'm with
They put the fifth to your whole melon
I'm with the murderers and known felons
I gotta pop a nigga, drop a nigga
Rock a nigga
Shock a nigga, lock a nigga, fuck a nigga
Cop the floppin' nigga roll for my bitches
That be droppin' in the strip clubs
Tryin' get 'em a lil' somethin'
If you gotta take it off
Take it off like a boss
For the big ones, then you get you a big gun
Motherfuckers in the Chi'
Like to put it yo' eye
If it's on, bitch, put it straight to you
Don't miss
Now you fuckin' with them gangsters, ballers
Hoes hustlers, bangers
Niggas that with them real motherfuckers
Like whoa! It's real real
On the block I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel in case
A nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the
Street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him
(WHAT) drill him (WHAT)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT)
It's real real on the block
I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel in case
A nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the
Street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him
(WHAT) drill him (WHAT)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT)
Twista kick hot shit for hoes and thugs
In ghettoes and clubs that get crunk
For my homies locked down to whoever hurtin
In the hood and ballers with
22s on big trucks
To my thugs that call over to they mob
And to the hustlers that be
Servin hydro and cocaine
To my niggas that ain't hoes if they have to
They will steal a nigga, touch
A nigga, check a nigga, cut a nigga
Pull the trigger, bust a
Nigga, yellow motherfucker, nigga
Ready to fill and spill a drink, I'm drunk
Go and weed it up
And I'm talkin about go like
I'm smokin the bone
Full of some shit that damn
Sho' wouldn't seed it up
Got you feelin the Holy
Ghost through your body
Probably reanimated with all my
Legit Ballaz rollin up
Up the streets stuffed the beats
So you see them Navigators, Escalades, Benzes
Beamers, Excursions, bumpin systems
TVs and them twenties spinnin
Mob for them niggas that done came
Up off them hard times
K Town, Westside, Southside
Murder us for the money
That's why I'm known to kick a hard rhyme
Whatever set you represent throw it up
If you buck or crunk then
Take yo' motherfuckin shirt off
Dealers get your work off you wanna party
Full of hustle niggas killer niggas
Gangsta niggas chill niggas
Baller niggas thug niggas player
Haters real niggas it's real real
On the block I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel in case
A nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the
Street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him
(WHAT) drill him (WHAT)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT)
It's real real on the block
I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel in case
A nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the
Street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him
(WHAT) drill him (WHAT)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT)
I'ma kick hot shit for bitches
Up in the industry tryin to compete with me
I'm from the hood, Southside, Westside
Where niggas'll put a motherfuckin
Slug in my enemy motown, Pucktown, do or die
The difference between a motherfuckin
Thug and a gangsta
One's thug in a chamber, get a nigga
Stick a nigga
Put him in a ditch and then forget a nigga
Hit a nigga, pop a nigga
Little with the rocket, nigga
Puff, pass, say you love that
We in the 'Llac and put
The lemon in the 'gnac
Remy and sacks that got me scummy in the back
Puffin the raps that got me layin out slacks
And it's speakin like, "Wow, that
Blunt let me hit the weed"
Cause I been feelin like, fuck a nigga
Bust a nigga shawnna never love a nigga
Chi about to show the motherfuckers
How to rush a nigga
Crush that, put it on momma
On everything I got a thang for the drama
Puff marijuana
To things Shawnna gonna throw it on ya
Flows leave you froze in a coma
We so relentless
You know Chi gone bring the business
Blows to yo' dome in an instance
Home of them Folks and the mos
And the kings and the 4s
And the BDs and lows and
The fiends and the hoes and, God!
It's real real
On the block I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel in case
A nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the
Street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him
(WHAT) drill him (WHAT)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT)
It's real real on the block
I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel in case
A nigga wanna get in the way
So now what's the deal deal? On the
Street you got nothin to say
So when I see him I'ma get him
(WHAT) drill him (WHAT)
Fill him fill him (WHAT WHAT)