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Yeah critical
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
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 d**e 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 assuming
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
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
On my 87 my blunt lit
Got a 40 cal for the dumb s**t
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 s**t 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 d**n right they don't need b***h
Summer time four 9's cuttin' s**t like a dealer h*e
Every day is my birthday its like every month September h*e
Got this rollie on n***a hold on
Back back you don't know me holmes
Pyrex digital scale and the glass stove I'll show you holmes
All about my money h*e my money fast your money slow
Sitting back my money grow
Best believe me and my money know that
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