rollin' and smashin'
West Coast, South Side,
in a high -powered fashion
Puttin' the camp on a map
and it's somethin'
And it's like that, so I think we gotta let em know,
love, I few will hate
while many that's a life of criminal
Hello, and it's the one you cannot see,
to know me is to hate me
and they call me Capone
Moms are let loose, baby,
there ain't no holdin' me down,
to the top is where I'm headed,
how you likin' me now?
All the salt that you're shakin'
just ain't makin' me quit,
I got a vision blowin' up
with that high power click
What's up, Snaps, Capone,
Marlowe, Scrappy,
and the rest,
they wanna hate on real riders
Cause we're making it,
guess, but I sug gest
You put that bullshit to a rest
Cause the ammo that I spit
can't be protected
by your vest
Nevertheless,
there's always someone trying to test
I hope his family prays
so his soul can be blessed
First he wanted to trip,
but then he got into a mess
I told these motherfuckers don't stress
Yo, this is my time to shine,
left alone, my life a crime
Now I'm picking up my pen
and getting paid
From my rise till the day that I die
I'm beginning to win,
so I guess I'm in this bitch from beginning to end
You know how we do it
when we rolling and smashing
West coast, south side,
in a high power fashion
Put in a camp on the map
and it's something like that
Fully strapped to a tat,
so watch your fucking back
And it's like that,
so I think we gotta let em know
Love how few are hating my mini,
that's a life of criminal
Hello, and it's the one you cannot see
To know me is to hate me
and they com ing up on me
Ooh wee, on this gangsta mix
Jump down from my bop,
your fools wanna trip
On the gangsta lean, enemies to bleed
I'ma come up with my AR -15,
bitch please
We suck a free and we ain't gonna stop
In a way that never finish
till our albums drop
Top, top, top,
it's what we do all the time
Sound scan underground
with a platinum vibe
Where the summer shine,
in this killer Cali state
Elevate as we demonstrate
the mu sic we create
Never fake, always regulate,
participate, celebrate
Watchin' for them snakes,
shakin' haters by the freight
Penetrate, but this is all I ain't done
One by one they come,
and one by one they sprung
We ain't done, son,
we on top of the league
You know how we do it,
just makin' them G's
You know how we do it
when we rollin' and smashin'
West coast, south side,
in a half -hour fashion
Puttin' the camp on a map
and it's somethin' like that
Fully strapped to attack,
so watch your fuckin' back
And it's like that,
so I think we gotta let em know
Love how few are hated by many,
that's the life of criminal
Hello, huh,
and it's the one you cannot see
To know me is to hate me,
and they call me the pony
Now you motherfuckers know
exactly where we're comin' from
The pony criminal, here we come,
get tin' the job done
Number one in this game,
could give a damn about the fame
In it for the dollars change,
yo fuck the chump change
Rearrange the game
and drop some real shit bruh
Big Southside life
and we're coming off tight
Ignite the spike,
what these bitches gotta say
All day, everyday making hits that pay
Hard way, overspray,
that's the way that it is
Top biz never slip up in this rapping bin
Tricks are for kids,
so leave that chump shit at home
Domination when you're facing
criminal and capone
Packin' crones in our zone
and we never can be faked
Player hated, innovated,
everything gang related
Now we made it, why you hatin'?
We the truest of the fewest
and you know how we do it
You know how we do it
when we rollin' and smashin'
West Coast
Outside in a hop -hop fashion
Put in the camp while I'm laughin'
It's something like that
Bullets strapped, you attached,
so watch your fuckin' back
And it's like that,
so I think we gotta let em know
Love, I feel we're hittin' my mini,
that's a life of criminal
Hello, an d it's the one you cannot see
To know me is to hate me,
and they call me a phony
You know how we do it
when we rollin' and smashin'
West Coast
Outside in a hop -hop fashion
Put in a camp while I'm laughing
It's something like that
Footage strapped to a desk
So watch your fucking back
And it's like that
So I think we gotta let them know
Love how few are hated by many
That's a libel criminal
Hello, an d it's the one you cannot see
To know me is to hate me
And they call me the phony
You
Mr. Criminal 
