Verse One

Born in the the days of a [bad word] from the cops and cash let em see me
So I'm hoping out the Benz
it's time to let the vallet step
Gotta make my ends, so business on the undertip
The coppers will get dropped, so tell them not to [bad word] with me
if Oakland gets to hot, I'm headed for Marin City
Though hunted like a fugitive, those punks will never capture me
Tech nine 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 [bad word] get scandalous
rippin' of this vest see, so [bad word] we can handle [bad word] up and get smacked up, packed up and smacked down
I'm a playa, there's more in the J town [bad word] wanna jock, [bad word] they hands all in my hair
Hoe give up the [bad word]  or you can get up outta here
I'm living like a mac, the narcist will be minimal
Niggas getten jacked with they cap peeled back
In the days, of a criminal

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Verse Three

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 [bad word] a cop he get dropped if he steps wrong
I'm the bad guy, everybody points at me
but [bad word] 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 [bad word] broke
Pass the vapors as the papers will [bad word] in
I give the cuts and give a [bad word] about being a friend [bad word] I'm a playa got no time to be bothered with
havin no babies in no long term relationships
Because a [bad word] will be a [bad word] no matter what you say
that's why I [bad word] em, bust a nut, and I'm on my way
Soon as I finish I'll be glad I even [bad word] a [bad word] cause she'll be blowin up my beeper before I shut the door
But [bad word] a [bad word] I keep my mind on my drink cause yo
that's how I'm livin in the days, of a criminal