there's a fuckin' tec Bitches talkin' shit runnin' off at the mouth Some hoe just snitched on my honeycoon hideout Now I got to travel long police still rollin' free Criminal
core stoned cold Under pressure I wont fold Sendin love to my niggas With they life on hold I controle my own destiny These niggas wont get the best of me Mr
provoke, the gun smoke from the highest slope Eternal peace, for my peoples and my folks My crips and my bloods, criminals and my thugs Just show a nigga love
I'm in this motherfucker leanin' I'm quick to do it umm, meant to do it Stayed on my toes like the nigga pimpin', watching the corner Much love to my
kickin' 'Cause I'm hard, hard like a criminal Love like a tennis shoe, throw slug to finish you It's the Method Man, for short Mr. Meth I can tell this
a Burna when I'm heated, get up in 'em like the automatic nine millimeter Drop a bomb on a nigga It's the, original thugs, the criminals love us 'Cause
[Mr. Silent] My definition of a homie My dogs ain't never gonna leave me lonely Straight riders, we ain't no phonies My criminal styles and Mr. Capone
It's Mr. Criminal puttin' it down With the homi's from Bone Thugs And these hater's get flossed on These bitches get no love [Chorus] Just ridin',
's Mr. Criminal puttin' it down With the homi's from Bone Thugs And these hater's get flossed on These bitches get no love [Chorus] Just ridin', ridin
Just my thought of good humanity, Mr. Sharpton, ha ha ha Hold on I ain't finished with you man I gotta pluck the ashes, mmm hmm, hold on Um, Mr. Sharpton
'm in this motherfucker leanin' I'm quick to do it, umm, meant to do it Stayed on my toes like the nigga pimpin', watching the corner Much love to my
Brooklyn, people show me love Went over to GA, people showed me love Went to North Carolina, they showed us love Even went to California and got love
a black flag for that Better yet, you need a black body bag for that They act like, it's all love (No way) When we come through, we ain't showin' you no love
I represent the real grimy masses Of thugged out gun slinging criminal asses That shoot up your party and chill at mine 'cause they know I got love for
can't see the d-o-double g's, [o.g.'s... repeat 5 times] Shout outs to my nigga mr. d-a-z, Shout outs to my nigga mr. warren g, Shout outs to my nigga
on the gas And let the motherfucker burn, burn, burn, baby, burn Army strategic and I pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg I'm that nigga Mr.
[Mr. Cheeks] A yo I come from New York V.A.'s where they found me This Mr. Cheeks I keep freaks around me L.B. Fam surround me in case something pops