Days Of A Criminal

Born in the the days of a criminal

Runnin' from the cops and can't let 'em see me

So I'm hopin' out the Benz

It's time to let the vallet step

Gotta make my ends, so business on the undertip

All coppers will get dropped, so tell them not to fuck with me

If Oakland gets too hot, I'm headed for Marin City

Though hunted like a fugitive, those punks will never capture me

TEC-9 on my side, oh stay in back of me

I'm black from head to toe, I move and there's a silence

The smoothest criminal, a lunatic for violence

So I be taken no shorts, when the shit get scandalous

Rippin' of this vest see, so nigga we can handle this

Run up and get smacked up, packed up and smacked down

I'm a playa, there's more in the J town

Bitches wanna jock, and run they hands all in my hair

Ho give up the cock, or you can get up outta here

I'm livin' like a mack, the narcist will be minimal

Niggas gettin' jacked with they cap peeled back

In the days, of a criminal

[Verse 2]

I'm kickin' kilos but I start of with a quarter ounce

Servin' with weight cause, every little dollar counts

Makin' my grits and tryin' to get my mail on

So fuck a cop he get dropped if he steps wrong

I'm the bad guy, everybody points at me

But fuck 'em, all, as long as the triggaz happy

Makin' my cash flow, but how long will it last though

Pimpin' ain't easy but I still leavin' your ass broke

Pass the vapors as the papers will be comin' in

I give the cuts and give a fuck about being a friend

Bitch I'm a playa got no time to be bothered with

Havin' no babies in no long term relationships

Because a bitch will be a bitch no matter what you say

That's why I fuck 'em, bust a nut, and I'm on my way

Soon as I finish I'll be glad I even fucked a whore

Cause she'll be blowin' up my beeper before I shut the door

But fuck a bitch I keep my mind on my drink cause yo

That's how I'm livin' in the days, of a criminal

[Verse 3]

It's the menace of Marin, I kill, I kill again

Ain't nothing funny about the game the game I'm rollin' in

You got a problem with it, Mr. handle yours

I ain't no joke, I'll have you broke down to your draws

I'm trigga happy and I give less than a fuck

Love me or hate me I'mma show nough rip shit up

It's Mr. nothin', nice on the mic stand

Mic in the left and the zest in my right hand

I took a puff had enough now, hold up

If that was endo, niggas gettin' rolled up

You think not, get dropped we can handle this

Cause 2Pac brain locked on the cannabis

Days are dangerous, shoot 'em but you can't miss

I never trip off your bitch cause she scandalous

Now come and get a good look at the crook, who

Lives his life in the streets of the jungle

Some call me animal, tell me how you figure though

Put 'em in the nimp, in the days of a criminal