Criminal Background

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Chris] Criminal background, State Prop's back now Lookin' for a squad like ours, picture that, clown Difference in them verses, what we talk, we live it too They just beats and hooks far from lyrical Just a lil' piece of mind I thought I'd share with you They don't really care for you, be a lil' careful, you Might think you sharin' ya shit And the weirdest shit The next time you hear his shit, you hearin' you That just let me know I'm gift with the lyrics too While I don't take it personal, reverse em' when they share with you Keep her near you, unless you sharin' cuz I party mines Sippin' on my name while you lames drinks Bacardi lime I'm takin' brains for the game when it's party time Think you just here to hang with the gang? Well I'm sorry ma Go ahead ma, keep ya ol' man Chris Not Ronnie, ain't no old man shit Plus you know that this [Chorus: Peedi Crakk] Criminals grindin', you hear us rhymin' But at the same time, nines is in alignment State Prop a problem, try to hide ya diamonds As if Peedi and them Youngins won't find em As if B. Sig and Freeweez ain't behind em Omilio Sparks and Oschin', perfect timin' We criminal background, we back now So lemme see ya motherfuckin' Diamonds (diamonds), diamonds (diamonds) [Verse 2: Peedi Crakk] Know Crakk pick up on em bitches like Chevys Got my Avalanche tinted, know who in it, P and Leslie (P and Leslie) Blow and spend it, and he passed it to Haniffy Tell me Crakk is off his grindin' I'm in the heaviest weight class, ho, C.R.E.A.M's say blast Got a camera in my bathroom lookin' at ya ass Know my whirl-a-frame playin' too, bout to break fast Get a half of my nigga Tommy Buttas, do the math (do the math) It's like a capsule, you can see it from the past From the way they call me Crakk, upstate I'm countin' cash From Montgomery's ave, I might blast you Look at my lap, I'm in the cashew jag The girls feel so good But the brain is not ready, I don't know I'd rather talk to a woman Cuz her mind is so steady, now here we go [Chorus: Peedi Crakk] Criminals grindin', you hear us rhymin' But at the same time, nines is in alignment State Prop a problem, try to hide ya diamonds As if Peedi and them Youngins won't find em As if B. Sig and Freeweez ain't behind em Omilio Sparks and Oschin', perfect timin' We criminal background, we back now So lemme see ya motherfuckin' Diamonds (diamonds), diamonds (diamonds) [Verse 3: Young Chris] I understand that the ROC a crowded family But I got a lotta family and I'm one of the hottest I know the fans runnin' to cop us Will need that jam that have Def Jam want em to drop us Can't none of them stop us, one in the top plus Y'all don't really live it, y'all runnin' the blockbust They get it from the flicks (watchin' too many movies) Now watch them cameras If they don't get it from a snitch, they get it from the flicks I limit on these chicks, a condom when I get head Ever since they told me you could get it from the lips I never had a pops, I can get it from some shit Used to get it on the strength, or they get it from the clips [Chorus: Peedi Crakk] Criminals grindin', you hear us rhymin' But at the same time, nines is in alignment State Prop a problem, try to hide ya diamonds As if Peedi and them Youngins won't find em As if B. Sig and Freeweez ain't behind em Omilio Sparks and Oschin', perfect timin' We criminal background, we back now So lemme see ya motherfuckin' Diamonds (diamonds), diamonds (diamonds) [Outro: Young Chris] Young C! P.C! Chad West, you's a problem! Ryan Press, holla at ya boy! My nigga P! Neef Buck, Face Dolla Sigel, Free O and Sparks It's our summer Bryce, holla at the doe!!!!