Disturbing Tha Peace Feat. Twista R.P.M Lyrics

Shawnna)
Shawnna kick hot s___ for b____es that got they baby daddies locked
in the pen' gone; fittin to rock cause he did wrong
Run up on the cops and he hit 'em with the glock with his wig gone
Sellin rock on the big phone
In the projects n____z run up on your set with the tech' out
Leave you wet with you chest out
Killer n____z realer n____z have a n____ fill a never realer n____
Drill a n____ f___in with a villian never spill a n____
f___ that! n____ bust back, we in the 'Llac
Me and my b____es all strapped
Puffin the sack and we be sippin on 'gnac
Fittin to react, and pop a n____ for them stacks (OOH-OOOH!)
n____z I'm with they put the fifth to your whole melon
Now with the murderers are known felons
I gotta pop a n____ drop a n____ rock a n____ shock a n____
Lock a n____ f___ a n____, cop the floppin n____
Roll for my b____es 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
m_________ers from the Chi like to put it yo' eye if it's on b____
Put it straight to yo' dome heads
Now you f___in with them gangsters, ballers, hoes, hustlers
Bangers - n____z that with them real m_________ers like whoa!

(chorus 2X: Ludacris)
It's real real - on the block I been up for days
I gotta keep the steel steel - in case a n____ 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)
Twista kick hot s___ 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 22's on big trucks
To my thugs that call over to they mob
And to the hustlers that be servin hydro and cocaine
To my n____z that ain't hoes; if they have to
they will steal a n____ touch a n____ check a n____ cut a n____
Pull the trigger bust a n____, yellow m_________er n____
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 s___ that d___ sho' wouldn't seed it up
Got you fillin the hole then go see 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 - b__pin systems TV's and them 20's spinnin
Mob for them n____z that done up off them hard times
K-Town, West side, South side
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' m_________in shirt off
Dealers get your work off; you wanna party
full of hustle n____z killer n____z gangsta n____z chill n____z
Baller n____z thug n____z player haters real n____z

(chorus)

(Shawnna)
I'ma kick hot s___ for b____es up in the industry tryin to compete me
I'm from the hood South side, West side
where n____z'll put a m_________in slug in my enemy
Motown, Pucketown, do or die
The difference between a m_________in thug and a gangsta
One's thug in a chamber
Get a n____ stick a n____ put him in a ditch and then forget a n____
Hit a n____ puck a n____ little with the rocker n____
Puff that 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
f___ a n____ bust a n____ Shawnna never love a n____
Chi about to show the m_________ers how to rush a n____
Crush that put it on momma
On everything I got e'rything for the drama, puff marijuana
To the Shawnna and put it on ya
Flows who you froze in a comma
We so relentless, you know Chi up in the business
Flows in yo' dome in an instance
Hoes and them folks and the Mo's and the ki's and the fo's
and the BD's and lows and the fiends and the hoes and God!

(chorus - repeat 2X)

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