Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hp Till I Die, artist - Mr. Criminal. Album song Hi-Power Collectables Presents: Mr. Criminal's Gang Stories, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hi Power
Song language: English
Hp Till I Die |
I like the way you ride |
Mr. Criminal, west coast |
South side, yeeahh |
Much more bounce, much more bounce |
Much more bounce |
Much more bounce, much more bounce |
Much more bounce |
It’s capital H-P-G till I D-I-E |
Mister C-R-I-M-I-N-A-L bang 2−1-3 |
And I’m a rep for the truest and the realest on the streets |
Hi Power Entertainment |
Hardest lyrics, hardest beats |
Real sureños in the game |
Put the competition to shame |
Throwing up that Silverlake gang |
While I’m busting on you lames |
Rep that chronic leaf logo |
So I stay high off that dank |
We stick to these stars as the hydro starts to fill my brain |
I be coming at em cursed |
Like I’m sick in the mind |
Disrespect my fellow soldiers |
Hollow stick to your spine |
Cause I give a fuck |
When I roll my clips and my nine |
to the shit |
Quick to bust a couple of times |
Rolling with the attitude |
That this whole world is mine |
So who the fuck is gonna try and stop this criminalistic shine? |
And when I ride, it’s for that H-P-G till I D-I-E |
Throwing up the one-three like… |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
Much more bounce |
Click click boom |
Guess who stepped up in the fucking room |
Mr. Criminal, now it’s time to meet your doom |
Fools get caught up in the mix |
Just for talking slick |
Hit em with the 30 click pow |
Muthafuckas how you really like me now? |
And I keep hitting em with this criminalistic style |
That got everybody jocking, crowds flocking |
Hi Power Entertainment top notch |
And we be doing it |
Taking trips overseas |
Straight stacking G’s |
Bringing haters and the competition to they knees |
You know my stilo straight faded with desert eagles |
In my ride with my soldiers right behind me in a regal |
Posted up in West Los, Silverlake to be exact |
And its the fact that Mr. Criminal puts the Wynos on the map |
And I’m a ride for my soldiers, in the Hi Power camp |
21 gun salute, H-P-G is where it’s at like… |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
Much more bounce |
And if you’re from the south side |
Throw up your gang signs |
And if you like Hi Power proceed to get high |
And if your pockets stay fat |
Hold them dollars in the sky |
H-P-G we don’t die |
Real riders multiply |
Now if you’re from the south side |
Throw up your gang signs |
And if you like Hi Power proceed to get high |
And if your pockets stay fat |
Hold them dollars in the sky |
H-P-G we don’t die |
Real riders multiply |
Real riders, real sureños |
Blazing vatos like leños |
Pistoleros pandilleros |
Packing straps with big fileros |
Silverlakers — Cycloneros |
Alleyboys and I.E. |
Riders |
Indio and Coachella |
Hi power spitting fire |
Real riders, real sureños |
Blazing vatos like leños |
Pistoleros pandilleros |
Packing straps with big fileros |
Silverlakers — Cycloneros |
Alleyboys and I.E. |
Riders |
Indio and Coachella |
Hi power spitting fire |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
H-P-G (oh baby) till I D-I-E |
Much more bounce |
Much more bounce, much more bounce |
Much more bounce |
Much more bounce, much more bounce |
Much more bounce |
21 gun salute to all my real hi power soldados |
H-P-G till we D-I-E, one three |
That’s right, mr criminal homie and I’m out |