Lyrics For Mr. Criminal's "My Defenition Of A Rider" Featuring Lil Cuete From His "Stay On The Streets" Album.
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Intro):
That's Right Ese
Guess Who's Back Homie?
Time To Ride On These
Mr. Criminal
Along With The Homie Lil Cuete
That's Right
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Verse 1:
Lil Cuete:
Ese Lil Cuete Coming Fully Automatic
Let Em Have It
When I Pull The Trigger Back
Haven't Ya Heard
That I'm Sick When I Rap
Plus I Got The Sack
And The Strap On My Lap
You Don't Wanna Be In The Way
When I Spit One
Crazy Motherfucker From The Norwalk Click
Light It Up
And Take A Hit
Lil Cuete, Criminal
Home Boy That's Sick
Mr. Criminal:
Look Who's Back In The Mix
Lil Cuete, Mr. Crime
From The Sick South East
To The Wicked West Side
Vatos Run
Vatos Hide
When Them Straight Balas Fly
They Lay On The Ground
And I'm Taking They Life
Quick To Hit You Up
When We're Eager To Bust
Grab The Strap
Cock It Back
Hold The Trigger And Duck
We Some G'z
We Some Ridaz
We Ain't Rollin With Punks
And Tell Me
Did You Really Want Some Drama With Us?
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Verse 2:
Mr. Criminal:
Ain't No Way
That These Fools Ain't Gon' Stop Us
I'm Hustling Daily
Collecting My Chips
Fools Were Thinking They Catching Me Slippin
I'm Coming And Busting
Unloading My Clip
Fools Be Talking All Loud
My Homie With The Respect
One Wila To The Homie
Got You Stuck In The Neck
Got AK's, 22's, Rugers & Tec's
Call The Homie Lil Cuete
Time To Put Em In Check
Lil Cuete:
Any Way You Want It
I Can Make It Happen
357 Automatic
Let Em Have It
When I Got It In My Soul
Pull The Trigger
Bang And Let A Missile Go
I Hit With A Pistol
One Shot In My Zone
No Way
Still Equip My Semi-Automatic
Takin Levas Up The Planet
Make Em Runnin For The Mountains
Lil Cuete Is Like An Addict
When I Grab I Won't Panic
Plus I Got Your Bitch On My Jock When I Plan It
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Verse 3:
Mr. Criminal:
Got A Lot Of Haters
Wanna See Me Shot In The Head
Opportunities Pass
They Ain't Popping No Lead
Fools Talk To The Cops
Conversate To The Feds
Wanna See Me In Cuffs
Then You Dropping Me Dead
Los Angeles County's Most Wanted Part Two
Cuete And You Know Who
To The Homies On The Main Lines
Throwing Up The Gang Signs
Creased Up
Sporting That Blue Fool
Lil Cuete:
So If You Wanna Go To War
I'm Ready For The Mission
Killing Competition
Packing Heavy Ammunition
I Put Em In A Body Bag
And Send Em On His Way
I Always Have A Cuete
If You Wanna Come And Play
You Never Thought I'd Be The One
To Have It On Lock
So Hear Me When I Tell You
That I'm Never Gonna Stop
And I Know I'm Gonna Kill Em
When The Lp Drops
I Ain't Even Trying
And I Made It To The Top
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Intro):
That's Right Ese
Guess Who's Back Homie?
Time To Ride On These
Mr. Criminal
Along With The Homie Lil Cuete
That's Right
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Verse 1:
Lil Cuete:
Ese Lil Cuete Coming Fully Automatic
Let Em Have It
When I Pull The Trigger Back
Haven't Ya Heard
That I'm Sick When I Rap
Plus I Got The Sack
And The Strap On My Lap
You Don't Wanna Be In The Way
When I Spit One
Crazy Motherfucker From The Norwalk Click
Light It Up
And Take A Hit
Lil Cuete, Criminal
Home Boy That's Sick
Mr. Criminal:
Look Who's Back In The Mix
Lil Cuete, Mr. Crime
From The Sick South East
To The Wicked West Side
Vatos Run
Vatos Hide
When Them Straight Balas Fly
They Lay On The Ground
And I'm Taking They Life
Quick To Hit You Up
When We're Eager To Bust
Grab The Strap
Cock It Back
Hold The Trigger And Duck
We Some G'z
We Some Ridaz
We Ain't Rollin With Punks
And Tell Me
Did You Really Want Some Drama With Us?
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Verse 2:
Mr. Criminal:
Ain't No Way
That These Fools Ain't Gon' Stop Us
I'm Hustling Daily
Collecting My Chips
Fools Were Thinking They Catching Me Slippin
I'm Coming And Busting
Unloading My Clip
Fools Be Talking All Loud
My Homie With The Respect
One Wila To The Homie
Got You Stuck In The Neck
Got AK's, 22's, Rugers & Tec's
Call The Homie Lil Cuete
Time To Put Em In Check
Lil Cuete:
Any Way You Want It
I Can Make It Happen
357 Automatic
Let Em Have It
When I Got It In My Soul
Pull The Trigger
Bang And Let A Missile Go
I Hit With A Pistol
One Shot In My Zone
No Way
Still Equip My Semi-Automatic
Takin Levas Up The Planet
Make Em Runnin For The Mountains
Lil Cuete Is Like An Addict
When I Grab I Won't Panic
Plus I Got Your Bitch On My Jock When I Plan It
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
Verse 3:
Mr. Criminal:
Got A Lot Of Haters
Wanna See Me Shot In The Head
Opportunities Pass
They Ain't Popping No Lead
Fools Talk To The Cops
Conversate To The Feds
Wanna See Me In Cuffs
Then You Dropping Me Dead
Los Angeles County's Most Wanted Part Two
Cuete And You Know Who
To The Homies On The Main Lines
Throwing Up The Gang Signs
Creased Up
Sporting That Blue Fool
Lil Cuete:
So If You Wanna Go To War
I'm Ready For The Mission
Killing Competition
Packing Heavy Ammunition
I Put Em In A Body Bag
And Send Em On His Way
I Always Have A Cuete
If You Wanna Come And Play
You Never Thought I'd Be The One
To Have It On Lock
So Hear Me When I Tell You
That I'm Never Gonna Stop
And I Know I'm Gonna Kill Em
When The Lp Drops
I Ain't Even Trying
And I Made It To The Top
Mr. Criminal & Lil Cuete (Chorus):
My Definition Of A Rider
Motherfuckers That Quick To The Blast
Quick To Smash
No Questions Asked
Get The Cash
And Get It Fast
My Definition Of A Soldier
In The Middle Of The Frontline
Ready For Battle
Head Up With My Chest Out
Holding My Ammo
Put Some Balas In Your Back
Leave You Facing The Gravel
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