Rico Beats - Critical lyrics

[Intro: Jeezy] Yeah, critical Yeah, critical Yeah, critical Yeah, critical [Chorus: Jeezy] Streets critical Bought me two bricks call me 60 thou' Pay for the coke n***a its a trial Paid for the case n***a beat the trial Bought a Rolex n***a and a dial Gave a bad b**h Came with young n***as yeah and they wild Them pearly whites All my n***as gettin' head tonight All my n***as gettin' bread tonight Sittin' back make sure the bread is right Two-door cost 250 thou' Ain't no scales its digital Cookin' them figures like Mr. Chow Yeah I know the streets like critical [Verse 1: Jadakiss] I'm still rapping I'm still trapping Know 'em all my life But I still clap 'em Yeah I know I don't own a team But so what b**h I'm still a captain Guns up, my money stacked My work guaranteed, money back I sold dope and I slung crack Twelve twelve, them hundred sacks I'm done with that I had fun with that Y'all go ahead, y'all run with that Only thing about the game of life is When you lose you can't run it back Block-boomin, spot-boomin Start asking, stop a**uming Better than me there's not a human Take the plates off, cop a new one Two door cost me a quarter mil' Make sure you knock off all the pills Spent a little extra, caught the deal 44 Bulldog off your grill First they get your name, then they get your files Then they sit you down Street life is critical [Chorus: Jeezy] Streets critical Bought me two bricks call me 60 thou' Pay for the coke n***a its a trial Paid for the case n***a beat the trial Bought a Rolex n***a and a dial Gave a bad b**h Came with young n***as yeah and they wild Them pearly whites All my n***as gettin' head tonight All my n***as gettin' bread tonight Sittin' back make sure the bread is right Two-door cost 250 thou' Ain't no scales its digital Cookin' them figures like Mr. Chow Yeah I know the streets like critical [Verse 2: Jeezy] On my 87, my blunt lit Got a 40 cal. for the dumb sh** Call it stupid head, now its stupid head All I know is she a dumb b**h My mind gone, my mind blown All the sh** that my mind on Streets are waitin' for, n***as hatin', I'm still gettin' my shine on My cup full, my pocket full, my tank never on 'E' b**h All them 2's I be talkin' 'bout, damn right they don't need b**h Summer time, four 9's, cuttin' sh** like a dealer hoe Every day is my birthday, its like every month september hoe Got this rollie on, n***a hold on Back back you don't know me holmes Pyrex, digital scale, and the gla** stove I'll show you holmes All about my money hoe, my money fast your money slow Sitting back my money grow Best believe me and my money know that [Chorus: Jeezy] Streets critical Bought me two bricks call me 60 thou' Pay for the coke n***a its a trial Paid for the case n***a beat the trial Bought a Rolex n***a and a dial Gave a bad b**h Came with young n***as yeah and they wild Them pearly whites All my n***as gettin' head tonight All my n***as gettin' bread tonight Sittin' back make sure the bread is right Two-door cost 250 thou' Ain't no scales its digital Cookin' them figures like Mr. Chow Yeah I know the streets like critical