[Young Droop] This kritikal n***a 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 sh** Takin' everything that I can get ? If I go 6 I'm ready to get you and yo b**h 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 f**as 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 n***as are quick to preserve Havin' your body burned in flames Walk in the line of fire I bet you a n***a won't qualify 187 desire For the lyrical murderous homicide Now what goes down When n***as 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 f**a Ain't no one of my a**ociates comin' to give you with automatic showers Devoured yo a** Do what I do and get the f** up Hit the gas and smash Smoke a Newport down to the bu*t A kritikal a**a**in Thinkin' about nothin' but blastin Look at me laughin' So don't be like "give me a casket"