Mr. Criminal - It's Murder lyrics

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Mr. Criminal - It's Murder lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Criminal] You Better Call All Your Homies Pray They Come & Back You Up Treating Fools Like Debo Pimp Hand Slap Em Up Black Stress Bag Em Up Hate Fools Actin' Tough Beat Em To The Punch Hittin' Fools Just Like A Blunt Double Pumps, AK's Foldin' Side Banana Clips However, Whenever, Whatever Ese We Can Handle This Some Say The Fears Rough I'm Use To It Built Tough Catch Me With Some Blacked Out Lungs Cause I Still Puff Yes Life Is Still Rough Economy Prophecy So If I Catch A Leva In The Street Slippin' - I Rob Em This Was Part Of Me Growing Up My Neighborhood I'm Throwing Up School Was Never Showing Up Pager Always Blowing Up Cause I Had That Good Dope Zig-Zag With Some Coke Mixed In With Some Good Smoke This Is The Life Of A Youngster From The Mind Of A Criminal Mentality Of A Hustler [Hook] Its Murder Murder (Its What The f** I'm Talking About) Its Murder Murder (f** You Muthaf**ers Running Mouths) Its Murder Murder (This Is Crime Time Ese) Its Murder Murder (Varrio Silverlake Trece) Its Murder Murder (I Ain't Trippin' On You Levas) Its Murder Murder (I'm A Keep Ballin' Neta) Its Murder Murder (This Is Hi Power Ese) Its Murder Murder (All Day H-P-G) [Verse 2: Mr. Silent] I Was Raised In The Crime Family Steadily Seeing Cocaine My Pops Told Me Go To School Make A Life Maintain So I Did What He Said (What He Said) Moved Away From The County Cause We Had To Elude The Feds So Now I'm Up In A Different Territory So Now Its Time To Set Up Shop And My Own Story Was Up In My Cla** Stoned Selling Stress Muthaf**ers Couldn't Touch Mr. Silent Repping West Now I Got My 10's & 5's Stacking Up I'm Moving On A White Scarface See Grub I Got The Fiends On The Way From My f**en Call But I'm Buying Up Raider Jerseys In The f**en Mall Now Our Destination To The Dope Spot You Wanna Come & Rob Homie Hear The Glock Pop This Is My Life And You Seen My Cluster Making My Money I'm A Natural Born Hustler [Hook] Its Murder Murder (Its What The f** I'm Talking About) Its Murder Murder (f** You Muthaf**ers Running Mouths) Its Murder Murder (This Is Crime Time Ese) Its Murder Murder (Varrio Silverlake Trece) Its Murder Murder (I Ain't Trippin' On You Levas) Its Murder Murder (I'm A Keep Ballin' Neta) Its Murder Murder (This Is Hi Power Ese) Its Murder Murder (All Day H-P-G) [Verse 3: Script Loc] These Fools Run Like A Muthaf**en Marathon I'm Explosive Like A Bomb And I'm Sicker Than You Lops I Said It Many Times Ese Script Loc Its My Time To Shine So I'm Jacking For Your Ride Its A Jack Move Trick Back The f** Away b**h We Can Do It How You Wanna You Still Lose And I'm Puffing Marijuana I'm Stressing Everyday Tossing Up The West Side Haters Hate But They Never On My Way I Twist Off The Bottle Cap While I'm Posted On The Block Homie Serving Fat Sacks Coke, Bud, Gla** Make Homies Turn Trash Still Happens In The Hood Thank God I'm Doing Good But Sure Could Change Quick Cause I'm Still Affiliated Yelling f** A Punk Rat b**h Its Still The Same Fool Its West Side If You Don't Know Hate Muthaf**er Cause I Don't Quit Jocking Ass Hoe [Hook] Its Murder Murder (Its What The f** I'm Talking About) Its Murder Murder (f** You Muthaf**ers Running Mouths) Its Murder Murder (This Is Crime Time Ese) Its Murder Murder (Varrio Silverlake Trece) Its Murder Murder (I Ain't Trippin' On You Levas) Its Murder Murder (I'm A Keep Ballin' Neta) Its Murder Murder (This Is Hi Power Ese) Its Murder Murder (All Day H-P-G)