Mr. Criminal Snapper Diss Lyrics

So snapper you think you got the best from me
I hold the trigger never releases until you rest in peace or bless me
please
As I go against these enemies all these maglock bitches that could
rest in peace starting with max ese you wack wanna be pack you
gotta be a bitch clicking up with the fagget ass trap tie you up like a
hostage wrap you up like I said how does that shoulder feel leva
yeah I know about that into the 626 I really should'nt waste my time
you made snapper call up the high power fan line you f*ckin'
groupies don't like what I say then f*ckin' shoot me livin' fiction levas
this ain't no mothaf*ckkinn' movie feel the oozy as I exit Sierra
cruisingg Fontana lookinn' for these two levas with wheels shaped
like bananas and when I finally tell your homie to hide I shoot em
back from t, v. to cali's finest grab the cameras it's a knock out I
shoot for the head put you to bed isnt it sad you gettin' doubt for the
shit that you said it's snapper's bitch ass used to be from mexican
p*ssy riders a party not the sur never kicked it with riders me and my
click roll daily dawgg is not hard to find us in the tour bus bangin' with
the jura behindd us even with the strap in your hand I bet you would
never would that's wy the high power campo had to give you the boot
even in monte your not excepted in their barrio; monte flores say
your nothing but a f*ckinn' sorry hoe you claimm the SGV but in te
SGV there's nothing but real gee's you mothaf*ckkinn' wanna-be and
in the 213 remember that vato's from the line almost shot 'cause you
thought youu was someonne that you not feel the hot rise f*ck
maglock I bust shots take a shit on your grave as I proceed the sur
watch ese that's wy you got jacked for that black navigator call mr.
criminal bitch ass snapper's death instigators your a rata probably
kick it daily with investigator even when I see you all I support are
respirator not a gee not respected in the industry ever since the day
you got knocked out by mr. dee but nahh you think your hide cruisin'
Whittier Blvd. until the vato's from the fence had to put your f*ckin'
car straight barefoot walking with no jersey on your back; I never knew a real rider that would go out like that so here's my plot keep
your mouth shut don't try to talk treat you like your dvd's I bust no
born shot's your a fake that's wy our shit sits on the shelf the only
foo's that bump your shit is probably you and yo self you f*ckinn' elf
comingg shorter than ten midgits that ain't got no digits with a clicka
full of bitches which is the reason that I'm dissin' yo ass rollin'
through the streets of Los homie you get no pass and best believe
mr. criminal is quick to blast how did this leva turned into a bitch so
fast and this is facts ese get your baby teeth knocked out criminals
mr. heat when imm high stuck on top now mothaf*ckas know that my
ridinn' is without a doubt ese shut yo mouth before you get taken out;
before I go say goodnight to the bad guy and don't forget to wear
your loc's and cover up that black eye I gotta end this rap because I
wanna get high and if your wondering wy criminals dissin' you's a
bitch and that's wy (and that's comin' straight from 100% latino right
here) I'm A HIGH POWER MOTHAf*ckKIN' SOLDIER LEVA!
(Snapper)
Pang pang sur up guey
Yeah wy iss... wy is criminal dissin' me guey?
I don't understand geuy y you dissin' me guey?
We usd to be cool guey; I used too do songs with em' guey
He used to call me and I used to call em guey we used to kick it guey
I don't know wy he did this guey pang pang sur up
(Criminal)
Shut the f*ck up youu little piece of shit and put the strap in your
mouth
(Cop gun) little f*ckinn' fagget

Homie I slapped the shit outta snapper homie (And this is what they
think about you) monte flores homie we keep it gangstuh homie you
know how we do it there ain't no snapper from flores ever homie "you
vatos like em? " na never homie we keep it gangstuh homie from the
homie F homie keep it famous homie monte flores homie you know
how we do it. "so snapper... snapper" snapper's a piece u shit thatts
what snapper is "oh is that right? he sad he a gangster he dresses
like a gangstuh nah? "homie ain't no gangstuh dawgg I slapped the
shit outtaa homeboy dawg in san diego ese he remembers me he
know who the f*ck I am monte flores homie

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