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Mr. Criminal
Mr. Criminal

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Tonalità: G minor
Intro 1
Cm
Verse 1
Cm
Roofless, I was brought up
as a juvenile delinquent
Fm
Cm
Kicking up dust on these lights,
couldn't see shit
Fm
Bb
But a couple bul let cases on the
Cm
fucking ce ment
Fm
Probably go to prison,
Cm
that's where the OGs went
I was like, we want another state
Bangin' on the wall,
steady buildin' up my hate
Crime rate, add it to it,
Bb
followin' my banner
Cm
If it was fuss, screw it, can't chew it
Money talk, we can't glue it
I was on a straight path
to the straight cash
Rolled into my shows
with some homies down to straight blast
All I know is make some
Bb
G's on the doubler
Cm
Side of Capone,
Fm
Cm
that's when we dropped on the plumber
Ten years later, had to still walk under
Stickin' to my habits,
I just can't put my guns up
Sun down to sun up
Double S is what I'm reppin',
most wanted instant in the gang,
most respected
Ab
Riders, yes I'm talkin' to my
Bb
Cm
motherfuckin' gangstas
Ab
Gm
Cm
My hustlas, my soldiers, my bangas
Ab
Bb
Cm
Turn it up when it's in the city changin',
Ab
high power's dangerous
Gm
Cm
Talkin' to these riders,
Ab
yes I'm speakin' to these
Bb
Cm
motherfuckin' killers
Ab
Gm
Cm
In the streets worldwide, they feel us
Ab
Bb
Hey, y know who's the realest
Cm
Ab
High power, E .M .T., the realest,
Cm
the realest
Born in the 80s, raised in the 90s
Fm
Out of trouble, unlikely, street life grimy
Cm
Fm
Did I fol low in my older brothers footsteps?
Bb
Cm
Ab
Nah, homie, I think I should've left
Fm
Cm
And took a new route, stacked clout,
into trouble every day
Flip a couple twenty sacks,
Fm
hop in the homie
Cm
Chevrolet, hit the connect
Fm
Cm
I used to cop myself a quarter pound,
take it, break it down
Hit the streets, make a couple of brands,
they say that money don't make a man
But even as a youngster,
I had myself a plan
I used to sit back and dream
about getting paid
Till I got woke up in
the motherfuckin' rain
Now I reflect off the past,
watch me get cash,
making these tracks
Heads banged like some whiplash
And this is dedicated to my brothers
All my money makers
And my southsiders
Riders
Ab
Yes, I'm talking to my
Bb
Cm
motherfucking gangsters
Ab
Gm
Cm
My hustlers, my soldiers, my bangers
Ab
Bb
Cm
Turn it up when they see me, me changing
Ab
Our power's dangerous
Gm
Cm
Talking to these riders
Ab
Yes, I'm speaking to these
Bb
Cm
motherfucking killers
Ab
Gm
Cm
In the streets worldwide, they fearless
Ab
Bb
They all know who's the realest
Cm
Ab
I power D &T, the realest,
Cm
the realest
I made a promise to the gang,
said I'ma never quit,
now they can't stop me,
now I do the shots through my penalty
Sicker than I've ever been,
tougher than some leather
When they try to shut me down,
I'll bounce back like some tether shit
Cause I got the gang tied to a string,
took the number one spot
when I arrived on the scene
All eyes on the prize,
yes my nine got a beam,
and them haters still hatin'
Cause I ride with my ten
and never black or yellow
I'm also black as a chrome,
the gang unmotivated,
we put em back in the zone
And I don't do the Dougie,
Fm
Cm
and I don't toot it and boot it
So I don't give a fuck
if the radio don't play my music
I'm on some West Coast
high -power entertainment news shit
14 years straight,
Fm
one of the leaders of the movement
Cm
Major labels try to sign me,
motherfuckers clueless
They don't know what to do with,
but I'ma stay down for my riders
Ab
Yes, I'm talking to my
Bb
Cm
motherfucking gangsters
Ab
Gm
Cm
My hustlers, my soldiers, my bangers
Ab
Bb
Turn it up when they see me,
Cm
see me changing
Ab
High -power's dangerous,
Gm
Cm
talking to these riders
Ab
Yes, I'm speaking to these
Bb
Cm
motherfucking killers
Ab
Gm
Cm
In the streets worldwide, they feel us
Ab
Bb
They all know who's the realest
Cm
Ab
Cm
I power ENT, the realest, the realest
Outro 1
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