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Yeah critical

Yeah critical

Yeah critical

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