Gangsta Shit - Mr. Criminal

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 paño 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

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

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 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