Mr. Criminal, Stomper, Bozo - I Ain't Lying lyrics
[Mr. Criminal, Stomper, Bozo - I Ain't Lying lyrics]
Guess who’s back, guess who’s back
It’s what the streets created homie
Along with the homie Bozo
And Stomper from that Soldier Ink
What’s up ese? Saves que
Let’s clip up on these
Muthafucking bitch made levas
Show em what this Hi Power
Click is all about homie
Straight from the block
The school of hard knocks
I graduated with honors
So many stresses on my mind
So I choke on the marijuana
So I roll in the streets like
I’m a dead man walking
Night stalking, I’m a criminal dog
I’m digging them pockets
Repping the S and the L
The one and the three i’m coming to bang
I’m coming with heat
Fit the description, enemies missing
Can’t stand the heat, get out the kitchen
I thought you knew
It’s what the streets created
Murder in the first degree
Homie that’s premeditated
And I be packing a nine double M
Chrome nickel plated
Doctor said to your family
Sorry sometimes they just don’t make it
If you got what I want, I’m taking
Repping my neighborhood silver Laking
Catch me in a double S all smoked out, bang
Thinking that I’m a threat of brown skin
Menace to society, not spice 1
But, I’m rolling with the
Strap right beside me and I’m doing about 90
With these juras right behind me
Mr criminal one of the realest
Repping the south that’s how I’m riding G
They either dying or crying i ain’t lying
Slugs starts flying they trying to take mine
Still here firing these 9’s & 4-5’s
On the frontline
Where I’m living my lifetime
It’s Los Angeles the great
Bust with no debate why I hate conversate
With a G about a crate celebrate parole day
With blunts and first dates
High stakes shoot craps
On blocks with yellow tape
Never wait for trouble
Frontline on the double
Never humble, can’t stumble
38 make em crumble concrete jungle
Chronic weed by the bundle
Aztec blood, Mayan heart when I rumble
This is my struggle, why lie?
It’s right here, I wanna die
Momma tried but dodger blue
Matched with the sky
Lowride with the pistol by my side
Little mama walking by
With the hood on her thigh
Still cry for no sunshine
And laugh for dark times
Makaveli in the back
Saying la la da la la la la la
It’s real violence that I’m living
I’m still the unforgiving
If I spit muthafucker
That’s all that I’m giving
They either dying or crying i ain’t lying
Slugs starts flying they trying to take mine
Still here firing these 9’s & 4-5’s
On the frontline
Where I’m living my lifetime
Straight criminal minded soldiers
Living our lives on the crazy side
Homicide and lord forgive me
I ain’t living right
And late at night me and Crimes
Take another life i plot and scheme so
Muthafuckas won’t recognize my styles real
My hearts as gold as this chrome steel
The caps I peel, give me the stripes
Soldier Ink’s real and that’s the deal
Bozo tell these levas how you feel
It’s 50 cal’s & M1’s up on the battlefield
Cause ain’t no love just hot
Slugs when the hats bust
And muthafuckas with no heart
They don’t want none it’s Big Stomps
Say I’m crazy like a straight nut
I thought I told you muthafuckas
I don’t give a fuck
It’s New Pick 76 to the fucking death
You disrespect, get checked
We got them 100 round clips
I got the blood of a
Soldier in my fucking veins
I watch your homie die slow
So he can feel the pain
They either dying or crying i ain’t lying
Slugs starts flying they trying to take mine
Still here firing these 9’s & 4-5’s
On the frontline
Where I’m living my lifetime
It’s what the streets created homie
Along with the homie Bozo
And Stomper from that Soldier Ink
What’s up ese? Saves que
Let’s clip up on these
Muthafucking bitch made levas
Show em what this Hi Power
Click is all about homie
Straight from the block
The school of hard knocks
I graduated with honors
So many stresses on my mind
So I choke on the marijuana
So I roll in the streets like
I’m a dead man walking
Night stalking, I’m a criminal dog
I’m digging them pockets
Repping the S and the L
The one and the three i’m coming to bang
I’m coming with heat
Fit the description, enemies missing
Can’t stand the heat, get out the kitchen
I thought you knew
It’s what the streets created
Murder in the first degree
Homie that’s premeditated
And I be packing a nine double M
Chrome nickel plated
Doctor said to your family
Sorry sometimes they just don’t make it
If you got what I want, I’m taking
Repping my neighborhood silver Laking
Catch me in a double S all smoked out, bang
Thinking that I’m a threat of brown skin
Menace to society, not spice 1
But, I’m rolling with the
Strap right beside me and I’m doing about 90
With these juras right behind me
Mr criminal one of the realest
Repping the south that’s how I’m riding G
They either dying or crying i ain’t lying
Slugs starts flying they trying to take mine
Still here firing these 9’s & 4-5’s
On the frontline
Where I’m living my lifetime
It’s Los Angeles the great
Bust with no debate why I hate conversate
With a G about a crate celebrate parole day
With blunts and first dates
High stakes shoot craps
On blocks with yellow tape
Never wait for trouble
Frontline on the double
Never humble, can’t stumble
38 make em crumble concrete jungle
Chronic weed by the bundle
Aztec blood, Mayan heart when I rumble
This is my struggle, why lie?
It’s right here, I wanna die
Momma tried but dodger blue
Matched with the sky
Lowride with the pistol by my side
Little mama walking by
With the hood on her thigh
Still cry for no sunshine
And laugh for dark times
Makaveli in the back
Saying la la da la la la la la
It’s real violence that I’m living
I’m still the unforgiving
If I spit muthafucker
That’s all that I’m giving
They either dying or crying i ain’t lying
Slugs starts flying they trying to take mine
Still here firing these 9’s & 4-5’s
On the frontline
Where I’m living my lifetime
Straight criminal minded soldiers
Living our lives on the crazy side
Homicide and lord forgive me
I ain’t living right
And late at night me and Crimes
Take another life i plot and scheme so
Muthafuckas won’t recognize my styles real
My hearts as gold as this chrome steel
The caps I peel, give me the stripes
Soldier Ink’s real and that’s the deal
Bozo tell these levas how you feel
It’s 50 cal’s & M1’s up on the battlefield
Cause ain’t no love just hot
Slugs when the hats bust
And muthafuckas with no heart
They don’t want none it’s Big Stomps
Say I’m crazy like a straight nut
I thought I told you muthafuckas
I don’t give a fuck
It’s New Pick 76 to the fucking death
You disrespect, get checked
We got them 100 round clips
I got the blood of a
Soldier in my fucking veins
I watch your homie die slow
So he can feel the pain
They either dying or crying i ain’t lying
Slugs starts flying they trying to take mine
Still here firing these 9’s & 4-5’s
On the frontline
Where I’m living my lifetime