Mr. Criminal Gangster Shit lyrics

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Gangster Shit by Mr. Criminal Gangster Shit lyrics [Verse 1:] Rap clowns jockin, haters wanna stop it I keep a pistol close don't make me have to pop it Southside reppin, packing all the weapons Blue paņo hangin off over my side where the Tec is Trunk vibrating, rolling my daytons Through the streets of cali catch me westside skating Green hydro burning, wrong way turning Holding on the weapon manufactured by them Germans Cause I'm southsidin', lowridin', brown pridin' Extra clips in the back when I'm ridin' Ese stay heated, stay weeded Keep serving up all them muthafuckin fiends, cause they need it I stay creased a loco stays in the streets I get paid to say my feelings on these beats Haha It's just the life of a criminal turn the system up loud Ese can you feel me now? Hahahaha that's how we do this shit homie Sounds of the Varrio Part muthafuckin 2 hahahaha Yea turn that shit up homie Matter of fact adjust the muthafuckin bass I hear alot of fools talking But I don't see 'em doing shit [Verse 2:] I break fools off I'm sick like Hannibal Lecter Get your shit sewn off your bitch you better protect it Cause the clips no cost I'll give it to you free like all of these rappers when they flop I'm sicker than the HIV virus when I drop I never will, I can't and I just won't stop keep rising to the top I swear these lames be looking petty ass hell Flopped out with that whack shit that don't sell Well I told all these lames to stay out the game Obviously this shit don't change, point blank range as I hop out the rage Fuck 'em making 'em feel the pain ese Criminal's so insane my brain it just cannot be tamed Desert Eagle spittin them flames, mouth full of smoke from the jane A tiny wino puffin on hydro all I do is let my mind flow, This is survival; cock it back as I let the nine go Throwing bullets like Brett Favre's throwing up spirals, Haha I let that muthafuckin nine go Yea hahaha this shit ain't done We keep smashin' Sounds of the fuckin' Varrio Haha yea Westcoast, Southside, let em know let em know [Verse 3:] I keep bringing the heat got one into the street Opposition's obsolete once the mission's complete I keep their heads ringing like Dre did when he left the Row Now they're focused on the Criminal knowing hes the next to blow I switch flows I rip shows and flip O's Mi vida loca, mi clicka is full of schizos You're so ridiculous you're tryna get with this is It's like you're bare foot crossing with lava cannot step to this I'm dangerous, I'm not to be fucked with Competition gets stuck quick like a bitch that sucks dick I'm like Saddam with a strap in my palm, Get invaded like Vietnam, bigger than King Kong I'm gigantic, making fools sink like the Titanic I'm a Titan like Vince Young, look at this hispanic Hows he tearing up the scene, hows he doing damage? Independently killing 'em all Hi-Power status And now they wanna follow, they wanna copy Wanted to travel the world like us ese back up off me They wanna look like, dress like, be like us But they can't and it's obvious they're all on the nuts So I bust a couple of rounds a couple of shots at these clowns Since they wanna maddogg ese shots at their frowns I took a muthafuckin shot now I found that I clown and ain't no muthafuckin stoppin me now Haha that's how we do it It's Hi-Power Westcoast Southside Hahaha that's how we do it homie These muthafuckers better learn homie It's Sounds of the Varrio Part 2 Mr.Criminal I got that new shit coming soon The Rise To Power My new shit haha yea Don't sleep homie, don't sleep homie I might come up right behind you Don't think I don't hear all you fuckin fake ass internet ass wannabe ass me fuckin vatos Saying fuck Hi-Power every five minutes out of your fuckin mouth But you'll never come out of your muthafuckin house hahahaha yea uh


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