[Young Droop]
This kritikal n**** be outta control
Got him runnin' around town wit a mac 4-4
??? wit the 8 double 0 and a blunt to go
And I'm ready for war [and I'm ready for war]
Run up in yo s***
Takin' everything that I can get ?
If I go 6
I'm ready to get you and yo b****
When I'm bliss-ter [When I'm bliss-ter]
I'm thinkin' of ways for me to get paid
I'm livin' my life as a criminal
Because my actionz aren't restrained
I'm back up in this dirty game
m**** f****s done changed turned strained
That's the reason why that I be keepin' my distance
Trynna do my thang
Come down hard like rain
Sharp like thunder feel the pain
But n***** are quick to preserve
Havin' your body burned in flames
Walk in the line of fire
I bet you a n**** wont qualify
187 desire
For the lyrical murderous homicide
Now what goes down
When n***** be tellin' me that I be doin' too much
I gets around
At certain times I feel I can't be touched
We deal wit dust
Just take a look at my sides
You think I'm a coward, m**** f****
Ain't no one of my a**ociates comin' to give you with automatic showers
Devoured yo a**
Do what I do and get the f*** up
Hit the gas and smash
Smoke a Newport down to the b***
A kritikal a**assin
Thinkin' about nothin' but blastin
Look at me laughin'
So don't be like "give me a casket"
This kritikal n**** be outta control
Got him runnin' around town wit a mac 4-4
??? wit the 8 double 0 and a blunt to go
And I'm ready for war [and I'm ready for war]
Run up in yo s***
Takin' everything that I can get ?
If I go 6
I'm ready to get you and yo b****
When I'm bliss-ter [When I'm bliss-ter]
I'm thinkin' of ways for me to get paid
I'm livin' my life as a criminal
Because my actionz aren't restrained
I'm back up in this dirty game
m**** f****s done changed turned strained
That's the reason why that I be keepin' my distance
Trynna do my thang
Come down hard like rain
Sharp like thunder feel the pain
But n***** are quick to preserve
Havin' your body burned in flames
Walk in the line of fire
I bet you a n**** wont qualify
187 desire
For the lyrical murderous homicide
Now what goes down
When n***** be tellin' me that I be doin' too much
I gets around
At certain times I feel I can't be touched
We deal wit dust
Just take a look at my sides
You think I'm a coward, m**** f****
Ain't no one of my a**ociates comin' to give you with automatic showers
Devoured yo a**
Do what I do and get the f*** up
Hit the gas and smash
Smoke a Newport down to the b***
A kritikal a**assin
Thinkin' about nothin' but blastin
Look at me laughin'
So don't be like "give me a casket"