Criminals 2 (feat. Twinsay)

Lame ass nigga false claiming the gang MurderRate 4Life we removing yo name Clear his block all black like maze Got dressed in the wok got me moving in frames Stick in the drawer like Craig When i up the downer you better be ducking your head Holding his tro like the O' Shoot at his twin, holding his chair like the pledge Friends on the shirt more money instead Running from death have you looking like Fred Catch em taking a nap Look like he pissed in the bed Stay in the field like Traywick My niggas ain't none to play with I'm tired of saying this Niggas be coming up missing You putting yo life on the line cause you want to be dissing Don't own no strap how the fuck is they blitzing Stay with a pole you would think that i'm stripping Ain't slide for nobody stop all the bitching Switch on the glock you'd thought it was a rifle You diss you die, it's a everyday cycle Don't got the stick you get cut up like Michael Up on the score we fixing to go to the finals Stay in yo lane boy we step on disciples Pick up yo homie that nigga on the floor right in front of you screaming, he begging for help Said he gone slide he gone need some help Smoking yo homie he getting inhaled All them L's in yo bio but i don't got one Fuck them niggas they in Hell Play with the gang and we sending them shells Went with his move and his dumb ass failed I thought it was smoke they don't even be looking Thought they was gone jump some nigga i'm waiting I stay in the kitchen, the opps what i'm cooking We gone get em gone just got to be patient You talk on the gang we get crazy like Haitians We slide on yo block turn yo ass to a patient My glock hate niggas it's racist You mad cause yo bitch got my song on her playlist