| Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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| Im Back Homie
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| Wait A Second, I Aint Went No Where Homie
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| I Cant Stay Away From These Motha f***as
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| A New Year, A New Album, I Dont Give A f*** Ese, I Dont stop
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| Can I Talk To you Real Quick, Look, Haha
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| Motha f***ers Arn’t Ready For The First Round Knock Out
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| Notorious Infamous Soldiers Ready To Pull The Glock out
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| Watch Out, This Criminal Coming Back No Doubt
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| Still Making Hi Power Moves Whatchu Know About
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| Flipping This Flipping That Making Money Dropping Tracks
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| Flowing Lowriders In The Back, Got The Silver Plack
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| Haha, I Sippin Silver Sack, From The West Side, Where The Homies From The
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| Silver At
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| From The Spot Where The Crops Grow
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| And World Wide Motha f***as Getting Served Like McDonalds
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| An To Be Honest I Aint Feeling One Percent Of The Game
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| Someone Taking Ninety-Nine Of It And You Can Keep The Change
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| So All You Sorry Lames Need To Take A Back Seat
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| While I Sign The Dotted Lines And Get Paid Like An Athlete
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| All You Foo’s Are Lukewarm, Mr. Criminals Past Heat
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| Still Running Circles Round You Levas Like A Track Meet
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| Foos Seeing Me Blow Up So They Wanna Blame Us
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| You Could Never Tame Us, Change Us, So Step Your Game Up
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| Just Got Home From Touring Like A Month And A Half
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| So Im Just Counting Cash, Smoking Blunts As I Laugh
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| But Im Addicted, I Aint Taking No Breaks
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| In The Crime Lab Dropping Tracks, Just Got Back To State
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| And Uh Im Feeling Good, The Paper Is Feeling Thick
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| These Lames Dont Want No Drama, Theirs Unity In My Click
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| So If You Want To Come Test, Than Test It
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| But Know I Got Alot To Loose, So I Dont Suggest It
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| You See The Games Falling Off A Little Bit
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| Every Vato With A Tat These Days Thinks He Got A Hit
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| And Every Vato With A Bald Head Got A CD Out
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| If You Vatos Got Some Drama Than Come And See Me Now
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| s*** Ill Take It To The Old Days, Pull The Beanie Out
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| With The Hoodie Trust Me Ese You Dont Wanna see Me Prowl
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| Ill Leave You Wet Up, Take Your Money As I get Up
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| While I Leave Throw My Set Up As I Settle This Vendetta
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| Been Known To Pack Berretas And Watched By Every Cop
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| Still Smoking And Growing Canabus Keeping My Head Up High
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| One Of The Most Talked About In The Rap Game
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| Check The Numbers Homie They Compare To This Rap Lames
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| Foos Dont Even Have The Capacity To Pack Flame
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| They Need To Give It Up, You Bring Chicano Rap Shame
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| Shame On You Motha f***as
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| Still Dropping That Wack a** s***
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| I Told These Foos Since Criminal Mentality, Organized Crime
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| Sounds OF Crime, Stay On The Streets
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| Ryder Music, Rise To Power, Only The Strong Survive
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| See You Couldn’t Touch My Name, I Guess You’ll Never Learn
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| Foos Aint Competing With Foos Like This Ha
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| Yeah Yeah
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| Not To Mention What The Streets Created
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| Hood Affiliated
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| Soldiers Of The 213
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| South Sides Most Wanted
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| Shhhit Shhhit Shhhit Give It Up Homie |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Invasion, artist - Mr. Criminal. Album song Death Before Dishonor, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп