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mr. criminal - criminal mentality part 2 intro lyrics

[verse : one]
i’m on fire, like the tip of a blunt
cashing checks like you do on the first of the month
sittin’ back, twistin’ up a fat sack of that bomb weed
young brown and dangerous,aggressive & hungry
hi power is a motherf-cking army,salute to the general
the one that’s known as criminal,still on the billboards
coming with the sickest flows,still weighin’ pounds
on the motherf-cking digital
they know the name,they heard about em,talk about em
i bring the music that the cd stores sold out of
they know the movement so bad
they know the label
them young hispanics
they left the west coast disabled
it’s hi-power till the day i die
f-ck a record contract
they said this shit was a way of life
and i ain’t talking about no papers
i’m talking about loyalty ese
with middle fingers to the haters
playa haters & investigators
stay the f-ck up out of the way
running up on that chevrolet
believe i let them ballas spray
hands up in the air
like it was a robbery
still stacking rap checks
no matter the economy

[verse : two]
we steady risin
still representin’
toking a blunt
before i finish my sentence
these haters dissed in the past
but now they beg for forgiveness
some of us wished they would of left
they see us begging and wishing
that i would spit a verse on that shit
maybe do a hook for em
no love for these busters
criminal straight ignores em
then i skate to the back
with a blunt of that dank
give a f-ck what you think
steady risin in them ranks
in this west coat latin rap
steady risen let’s toast
and bow to the label
that’s known to represent most
haha now take a look at the shelves
how does it feel to take a look at yo selves?
with your sorry -ss music
and your sorry -ss life
and your sorry -ss flows
fools crying on the mic
then they calling on my cell
tryin to cry on my shoulders
let it be known
you get no love from the soldiers
so save your call levas
and save your texts
and the fans will feel yo’ shit
so just save your breath
come step
then you’re playing with death
i smash motherf-ckers ese
so watch your step

[verse : three]
and any motherf-cking rider
i’ll roll and two his cap
on the way to benihanas
with a ruger tech
growing up since a youngsta
yeah i knew them vets
and they schooled me right
so i do my best
i gotta be honest
i almost lost my motivation
cause the game is full of snakes
and the shit was getting tasteless
but the weak fell off
and the wackness was replaced
with the new motivation
so i throw it in they face
it’s the new shit
only the strong survive
i proved it
and death before dishonor
came and left haters clueless
since i was a youngsta
i had love for this music
and now i thank god
that i have a chance to do this
travel around the world
make money for my new shit
fans going crazy
every time i drop a new hit
rappers rap & talk about ballin’
but i do this
blue & white diamonds
on my motherf-cking new shit
catch me drinking pisto with my kids
at the dodger game
in this latin rap game
toss me in the hall of fame
i got love for my homies
no tolerance for lames
with a bad attitude
ready to spark like some flames
so back the f-ck up
with your wack -ss low budget half -ss
sorry -ss steelo and your weak cracker jack -ss
i take this shit to the bank
with my stacks
and tell the world don’t trip
the -ss-ssin is back ese

- mr criminal lyrics

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