[Young Droop]

This kritikal nigga be outta control

Got him runnin' around town wit a mac 4-4

??? wit the 8 double 0 and a blunt to go

And I'm ready for war [and I'm ready for war]

Run up in yo shit

Takin' everything that I can get ?

If I go 6

I'm ready to get you and yo bitch

When I'm bliss-ter [When I'm bliss-ter]

I'm thinkin' of ways for me to get paid

I'm livin' my life as a criminal

Because my actionz aren't restrained

I'm back up in this dirty game

Mutha fuckas done changed turned strained

That's the reason why that I be keepin' my distance

Trynna do my thang

Come down hard like rain

Sharp like thunder feel the pain

But niggas are quick to preserve

Havin' your body burned in flames

Walk in the line of fire

I bet you a nigga wont qualify

187 desire

For the lyrical murderous homicide

Now what goes down

When niggas be tellin' me that I be doin' too much

I gets around

At certain times I feel I can't be touched

We deal wit dust

Just take a look at my sides

You think I'm a coward, mutha fucka

Ain't no one of my associates comin' to give you with automatic showers

Devoured yo ass

Do what I do and get the fuck up

Hit the gas and smash

Smoke a Newport down to the butt

A kritikal assassin

Thinkin' about nothin' but blastin

Look at me laughin'

So don't be like "give me a casket