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Verse 1
Dm
Em
F
Uh, uh, it's Mr. Criminal,
Dm
homie
pippin' through the streets of L .A.
Em
Dm
Em
F
I'm eatin' my trees 97 degrees, super -sportin' and diesel
Your seat belts are silver
like the big one in the three
Tonight it's on a cracker
Just picked up my Impala
from the shop at Impromoto
Packin' the ammunition
But tonight I'm gonna kick it out
and van through that town
Mr. Criminal reppin' the ground
Dm
Em
F
I've been around the whole wide world
And nobody, baby,
Dm
Em
F
So hop into my Lolo, girl
So sexilatin'
Dm
F
Em
You know they wanna be like us
Cruisin' the boulevard twisty,
yeah, I'm fucked up now
to the myth
out to play Ice Cube in the dance
Monte Carlo's, the Impalas,
Escalades and Hummers
It's either 13 by 7's
or 24's when we crawl
Denver, and Texas
That really impresses
spendin'
Out in the state of California
Dm
Em
F
I've been around the whole wide world
And nobody, baby,
F
Am
C
Ain't nothin' like Cali rollin'
Dm
Em
F
So hop into my Lolo, girl
Cali rollin'
The ride is out to get that paper
scrapin' all through the town
all the car shows,
there was a spot, huh?
Just finish polishin' your ride,
Barbecues at the park,
Bubbles up DJ quick,
And nobody, baby
F
Am
C
Ain't nothin' like Cali rollin'
Dm
F
Em
You know they wanna be like us
Dm
Em
F
That's right, homie, it's Mr. Criminal
Dm
Em
Am
of California
Dm
Snoopy, if it wasn't for him,
Outro 1
Em
F
Am
Em
Dm
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