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[Young Droop] This kritikal nigga 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 shit Takin' everything that I can get ? If I go 6 I'm ready to get you and yo bitch 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 Mutha fuckas 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 niggas are quick to preserve Havin' your body burned in flames Walk in the line of fire I bet you a nigga wont qualify 187 desire For the lyrical murderous homicide Now what goes down SongtexteWhen niggas 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, mutha fucka Ain't no one of my associates comin' to give you with automatic showers Devoured yo ass Do what I do and get the fuck up Hit the gas and smash Smoke a Newport down to the butt A kritikal assassin Thinkin' about nothin' but blastin Look at me laughin' So don't be like "give me a casket Aus Songtexte Mania