You Can Find Me Lyrics

[Carolyn Rodriguez]
Rolling with Mr. Criminal today
It's a sunny day on the West Side yeah
Yeah yeah Uhuh

[Verse 1: Mr Criminal]
As I dip glide, three-wheel motion, let that shit slide
Bringing the gangsta oldies for that West Side
Mr. Criminal in the deck so let's ride (let's ride)
It's for the old school with that new twist
Your shit is old news, laughing at you silly broke foos
Not in the category
To make that paper stack that's mandatory
Used to keep one back in the days
These days they pack it for me, and that's boss shit
New Mercedes Benz looking flawless
They said we'd nеver make it but f*ck it we brеaking laws bitch
Used to be on probation, homies living lawless
Knew it was in my destiny to get mine regardless
Set my goals high, Criminal's shooting for his targets
f*ck the judge, f*ck the D.A., f*ck the probation office
I'm a floss it, number one selling Latin rap artist
Oldies for the West Side, yeah homie I brought this
Give you something new to bump, you never heard from Criminal
Dropping oldie discs, we bring that shit so original
Had to get Dominator on some shit, it's critical
A deadly combination like missing two f*cking chemicals
Bout to blow up, Criminal's got this shit sown up
Nothing but that stilo coming up out your f*cking regal
When I do it for my latinos, legal or illegal
Till I die I make this music for my people
[Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez]
You can find me (yeah yeah)
Always riding (Uhuh)
Cruising jamming West Side Oldies
Music like that can only hold me
I'll be riding shining so clean (so clean)

[Verse 2: Mr. Criminal]
Criminal's known to strictly hustle
Focused on them Cash stacks
Homies in the back rolling when I tell em pass that
[?] Louis print, on the belt and backpack
We made it, celebrate it, get my girl a bag to match that
Making new music, foos be focusing on hashtags
Silly bastards spreading like some cancer, f*ck the hating
Been to hell before never thought I would make it back
Cold jail cells, all them years I'm never taking back Celebrating, make a rap over that OG smoke
Roll a blunt, let's toast, doing it for the West Coast
Don't mean to brag and boast, but I do it [?] the most
Faded comatose, a criminals about to overdose
Off that West Coast G funk Dominator production
Lyrical destruction when I come in any function
And I'm flowing like southern rivers, Cali to the G
East Coast West Coast Down South
I deliver like a hippie
As I'm doing this, strictly for that old school
Making waves like pro tools
Give a twist to making soul new
And it's West Side Oldies
Bringing it for the homies
Strictly for the muthaf*cking OG's
[Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez]
You can find me
Always riding
Cruising jamming West Side Oldies
Music like that can only hold me
I'll be riding shining so clean (so clean)

[Carolyn Rodriguez]
This is why we
Can't stop grinding
Staying money motivated
Coming up you know they hate it
Made it, living good
Staying sucka free (ooh)

[Verse 3: Mr. Criminal]
And I don't stop, won't stop
Mr. Criminal making it drop
For them OG lowriders, that's making it hop
Up and down the boulevards, I do it for them ghetto stars
Strictly for them riders ese, you know who you are
I do it strictly for my gente
Southern California, done raised a sick mente
Shots of presidente rolling beamers and them benzes
Jordan's on my feet, Versace on my lentes
Diamonds on my residential
Gucci bags in the rental
I remember when everything in life was bare minimum
Water in my cereal but the hustle made it change
Pistols in the homies range
But now I hustle having things
Get the studio just to make the music bang
They loving a Criminal worldwide cause I'm spitting flames
And I'll be doing it to my grave
But now I flip the page
West Side Oldies
Trying to make this f*cking music bang
[Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez]
You can find me
Always riding
Cruising jamming West Side Oldies
Music like that can only hold me
I'll be riding shining so clean

Jamming West Side Oldies
Oh yeah

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