(Intro)
   I'm a criminal, he's a criminal
   She's a criminal, we some criminals
   Wouldn't you like to be a criminal too
   And we thuggin'
  
   (talking)
   Uh huh, from the mind to the heart
   TRU thug niggas in your heart boy
   TRU niggas, a.k.a., uh huh
   Check it, big faces, they got big, I got that
   I live the fast life you heard, I live the fast life
   The world isn't big enough for us, check it out
  
   [C-Murder]
   I'm a criminal, detrimental, to your health
   I break bread with ignant' niggas bad for your health
   Project boy, C-Murder Miller, straight up killa
   Thug nigga suffocate you, with a pillow
   The reaper, put you in a sleeper, night creeper
   I put, 1-8-7 in your beeper
   No phone calls, shit, I think it's tapped
   Had the feds with the whole combo by the girl napped
   Gun clap, a.k.a. the gun clapper
   Ask my TRU niggas, murderers, then we rappers
   Straight criminal, from the bush to my shoes
   I done paid my dues, I don't need no clues
  
   (Chorus)
   Criminal minded - 4x
  
   [C-Murder]
   Six in the morning, po-po's at my door
   Investigating, the yellow tape at the liquor store
   The white chalk, around the victim with a vest
   There was a mess, my ash tray was full of cess
   You got a warrent, let's conversate up on the porch
   But I ain't tripping, I'm thinking about that roach
   The misdemeanor, that'll leave you a drug bust
   90 kilos in the yard on the school bust
   Camera check, Angola, to ?Rikasow?
   The same question, my niggas ain't bullshitting
   But I ain't snitching, shit, I'm official
   Get the tissue, thirty years, I'ma miss you
  
   (Chorus - 4x)
  
   [Afficial]
   You's a bitch nigga, only bust out a fed
   I better take it like a man if they give me the ten
   When them toys come out, everybody hit the deck
   If them hot slugs come out fast like Fed-Ex
   I'm talking big guns, that'll top your body
   Remove your stomach from your hip, I roll with a real click
  
   [Afficial]
   We living the fast life and we ain't slowing it down
   I'm hot like gun shells when they hitting the ground
   You niggas ain't kinda thugs, we'll adjust your nerves
   Get a body for my sentence be the puny service
   No matter the charge, misdemeanor, murder or fraud
   Post bail up in pieces I'm mercenary to bars
  
   (Chorus - 8x)