Criminal Minds by KazPuh 20/20 Lyrics
[Hook]
Break down the door, count all the dough, shoot up the folks, leave them all broke, cover up the evidence, run out the door. Hear the 12 coming, better book it to the road
[Verse]
Guns blazing, cops chasing, we turn around. Guns drawn, backs turned, to siren sounds. Homies yelling, telling me to get down. One shot. Two shots. Three shots in
Spine rattles, colds shivers are going down. My minds set no time to turn around. My choice was made, life sucks in the devilish game. The quickest of choices can change. Possibly pumble and breaking me. The devil is spying and playing me. Counting down till my day arrives and when it do. Imma say goodbye. (When it do, imma say goodbye. When it do, imma say goodbye)
[Hook]
Break down the door, count all the dough, shoot up the folks, leave them all broke, cover up the evidence, run out the door. Hear the 12 coming, better book it to the road
[Verse]
Oh man the 12 coming. Bag ya drugs, make a run, dont pull a gun unless its necessary
If so then let them choppas siiing
Malu on the beat bitch, we ain't keeping se-cret, we ain't acting, Seacrest. Shooting gats till feet twitch. Pull up on the heat with a rapid fire heat stick. Anticipation, yeah you need, if you dont got it. The greed is crazy, once you steal you forever robbing. There is no batman, so you best believe that we got-them. Stacking all this dough, till we hit commas. Stealing till we grown, or until we locked up
Break down the door, count all the dough, shoot up the folks, leave them all broke, cover up the evidence, run out the door. Hear the 12 coming, better book it to the road
[Verse]
Guns blazing, cops chasing, we turn around. Guns drawn, backs turned, to siren sounds. Homies yelling, telling me to get down. One shot. Two shots. Three shots in
Spine rattles, colds shivers are going down. My minds set no time to turn around. My choice was made, life sucks in the devilish game. The quickest of choices can change. Possibly pumble and breaking me. The devil is spying and playing me. Counting down till my day arrives and when it do. Imma say goodbye. (When it do, imma say goodbye. When it do, imma say goodbye)
[Hook]
Break down the door, count all the dough, shoot up the folks, leave them all broke, cover up the evidence, run out the door. Hear the 12 coming, better book it to the road
[Verse]
Oh man the 12 coming. Bag ya drugs, make a run, dont pull a gun unless its necessary
If so then let them choppas siiing
Malu on the beat bitch, we ain't keeping se-cret, we ain't acting, Seacrest. Shooting gats till feet twitch. Pull up on the heat with a rapid fire heat stick. Anticipation, yeah you need, if you dont got it. The greed is crazy, once you steal you forever robbing. There is no batman, so you best believe that we got-them. Stacking all this dough, till we hit commas. Stealing till we grown, or until we locked up