Career Criminal Lyrics by Rick Ross

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dawg check this out man, I need to holla at ya dawg, I dont mean to rain on your parade my nigga, but sit down no pot to piss in, no window to throw it out, but on my mission, its alot a drama now, my draws are stained, you kids membrain done drained, aint lookin the same, steady tryin to maintain, so whats the focus, my third eye the devil open, im really hopin he wont take me back to robbin and yokin, i look at myself, in the mirror my pistol tough, not given a fuck, only thing blessed with bad luck, back on the corner with a new with a new lease on life, got a new pistol wont sleep for at least four nights, dont fuck with these pussies, ill squeeze em if they touch me or push me, Im up in some pussy, I got muslims with uzis, no nigga could see me, all these years underfed, snacks under my mamas bed, its hot as hell, no AC in the summer time, make you wanna die some how I just wanta ride Thanks to (Wazle Mc Dazle) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 12, 2008

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career criminal
in d streets with the fiends
dikes, meths and beams
with me fleeing the scene
career criminal
i started with dope fiends
now im an O G
the streets they know me
career criminal
guns, sticks and knives
any altercations
yea ur ass gon die
career criminal
hit men for high
just a few stacks
boom boom retire


verse 2

I spent five for a the nigga rock
turned dat bitch into a damn
now a nigga det the drift
clientele growin time
now a nigga shopping now
look at wut im copping now
might sound funny
scoop em up just to knock em down
fuck catchin a bus
water ground in monte carlo
got half in my pocket
bring the other half tomoro
look at me shinin bitch
rewards are grindin bitch
fools on my label
they walking while im drivin bitch
one nigga brag an ebb
me im on top of the world
my buzz and my world
thats all i got in dis world
i smoke a blunt with my hommie
b4 they found him slain
i cried wit his momma
but told her thats part of d game
im in d traffickin
excuse me travellin
i pop ur trunk
ur ass couldnt imagine it
career criminal
thats all i am
now im selling this
look at me damn!!

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