Lyrics Spittin Game - Mr. Criminal

Spittin Game

This is for them youngstas that be bangin on the streets
Come and send em OG’s that came before and left the streets for em
This is for my riders that be bangin on the block
All my paper-chasers makin money non-stop (x2)
with them pistols cocked
Who am i?
Imma mothafuckin threat, comes to this game i’m a mothafuckin vet
Best to not trip, watch your mothafuckin step, known to be one of the sickest
latins to represent
With that blue division, Hi-power west side connect, blowin out that kush until
you fools lose your breath
pistols on deck, big stacks in the gucci wallet AR-15 with some clips in the
closet.
Im quite exhausted with this non-sense i been hearin lately, so i decided to
drop that shit that’ll make you bustas hate me.
These fools be shady, try to play me but i duck n dodge em, all about them
presidents excuse me dawg im fuckin ballin.
So whats the problem?
Wanna hate it?
Young criminal shot em.
Rather see me cuffed in chains than 'stead of platinum chains and diamonds.
Still steady risin, climbin while you fools be watchin me shinin and i dont
give a fuck, im grindin tell its just perfect timin.
Im never gonna quit it, since the days i been acquitted, now im pushin to the
limit, stackin mothafuckin digits.
Critic after critic talkin like they know
the business
And them feds be steady watchin takin pics of the click and shit,
think that we still flippin bricks But im steady makin tracks still makin
haters and em enemies they come in packs.
But im steady runnin laps around them perpetratin faces, still makin this music
fuck them mothafuckin court case
Still i win in your race, turn the beat up, more bass, if you disrespect the
click, ill probably spit in your face.
Tell the other side we run it, fuck it, we could get it jumpin, all up in
public, grab a shank put it in the stomach.
Thats how we roll in these wicked-ass streets and these youngstas steady gunnin
steady comin with heat, n i run into Gs, on the daily in the streets,
showin nada but love for the HPG.
And we stay on the grind, on the side all the time, california sunshine and
kush kind on my mind, blowin on that indo grown take it straight from?
Mclone?
once its fully grown clip, release the seed and get blown, all my life all i
known, makin money get stoned, travel 'round the world this direction,
live your life in the zone, all my life all i known, makin money get stoned,
travel 'round the world this direction, live your life in the zone
motherfuckers!
Haha we gave motherfuckers enough time to catch up to this shit,
they stay in the back sidelines watchin haha cant stop it, uh, yea