Criminals & Locs

[Intro]
(Exclusive heat)
(Run that back, West)

[Chorus]
Hear 'em creepin' through the back, I shut the door
I be slidin' 'round with criminals and Locs (In a Range)
He was speakin' 'pon the homie and got poked
Got it tatted on my face, can ask my bro (Gang)
Why you talkin' 'bout that skit you ain't went on?
When they started askin' questions, we looked clueless
I don't know why you talked about some shit you had nothin' to do with
I don't worry 'bout an opp 'cause I got bullets

[Verse]
If it's up, then it's up to the fullest
Hit they block, got away, we got lucky
Give me all you got if you love me
Is you gon' really be there with me or fake love me?
I don't know who really hear me, so I got thirty
The homie went off for some shit, they gave him thirty
The homie went off for some shit, they gave him all day
Caught that boy out of bounds, hit him broad day
I don't know about y'all, but I'm hood trophy
He was poppin' all them Percs and then he OD'd
All I need is my rep, I don't gotta come gang deep
I don't why they say I changed, I'm the same me
All them chips that he took like I was touring
Me and Duke was fourteen sliding in foreigns
I used to like to slide a lot, but it got boring
Hit your bitch, gave her back 'cause she got boring

[Chorus]
Hear 'em creepin' through the back, I shut the door
I be slidin' 'round with criminals and Locs (In a Range)
He was speakin' 'pon the homie and got poked
Got it tatted on my face, can ask my bro (Gang)
Why you talkin' 'bout that skit you ain't went on?
When they started askin' questions, we looked clueless
I don't know why you talked about some shit you had nothin' to do with
I don't worry 'bout an opp 'cause I got bullets (Gang)

[Outro]
(Run that back, West)