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letra de ride is a must - mr. criminal

[intro: mr. criminal]
haha, yeah, that’s right, that’s right
it’s what the streets created
mr. criminal’s back in this b-tch
it’s time we brung along my homie from east los angeles
big lokote, what’s up big homie?
silent, come spit that gangsta sh-t on these motherf-ckers
put it down like that
yeah

[chorus: mr. silent]
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed
when i ride with the devil by my sidе
on the hush when i bust, all thesе fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed

[verse 1: big lokote]
if you reach for your strap, i’ll f-cking dump, wanna dance? (what’s up?)
then f-cking jump, watch out (trucha)
’cause bullets fly, and when they do, b-tches like you die (that’s right)
you wanna battle? (caile)
well take it to the calles (that’s right)
f-ck you, your neighborhood, and tu pinche madre
i don’t hesitate, i pull the trigger
and won’t stop, ’til i take you under (yeah)
cuatro flats, do or die, that’s my barrio (let them know)
disrespect, i’ll make your tripas come out your assh0l-
leave you dead in a puddle of blood (then what?)
bury you alive, now you’re covered in bugs (that’s right)
wait ’til you rot, throw you in the trunk
hang you from your jefa’s porch, you f-cking chump
i have a black heart, don’t make me take you in (yeah)
talk your masa, your wig will end up getting split
[chorus: mr. silent]
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed

[verse 2: mr. criminal]
come and see my methods of mayhem, these murderous tactics
hit you with the .40 round clip and make you do backflips
because i’m crazy, so shady, you trust me, you cannot fade me
come and bust the .380s, and livin’ hazardous daily
lokote gave me the phone call, now there’s two bodies missing
plus the two from last night, equals four flat on this mission
another gangsta expedition, celebrate like traditions
lyrically and physically, these fools can’t hang, they some b-tches
which is, the reason that the season is how it is
i give a f-ck if you’re in front of your mama’s house, with your wife and your kids
because i’m raw, making you erase what you saw
and when that trigger’s released, i’m sure you’re resting in peace
because that tat on your back was the mark of the beast
and i’m the salt collector, coming to clean up the streets
and what the streets created is the one that made your defeat
i got a lot to lose, that’s why i just eliminate beef (f-ck peace)
[chorus: mr. silent]
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed

[verse 3: big lokote]
te busca la muerte, pinche chavala (yeah)
go eat a d-ck, choke on cagada
fluffing your feathers? you must be suicidal
32 years old and still a f-cking rider
politicking, you’re hard ’cause you drink some soda
.44 hollow, pierce your f-cking cora
you wanna kick it? i’ll put you to the test
wipe out enemigas in the projects without a vest (hahaha)
f-ck all my enemies (f-ck ’em)
knock you the f-ck out in the middle of the street (cállate)
got the hydros, lay my car on your ass
290 miles an hour, dragging you on your back
sesos and tripas, in my hundred spokes
i thought you were a k!ller, you’re just a f-cking joke
para qué madruga, hay uno qué no duerme (that’s right)
big lokote’s my name, don’t ever disrespect it
[chorus: mr. silent]
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed
when i ride with the devil by my side
on the hush when i bust, all these fools get turned to dust
never hide, got a witness by my side
homicide, now i must, that this fool straight gets rushed

- mr criminal

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