Crime Pays

[Intro]

The umm, security we have here today

Not the OPEN security

The ones, that that really sitting there

And really think, we don't know who they are!

"Now that's funky" (4x)

[Verse 1]

Crime don't pay, that's what they tell us

But that's because the other motherfuckers getting jealous

But Imma tell you this, they neighborhood got the Goodfellas

But they come arrest us for the same shit they sell us

Cause they don't want to see a young black nigga rollin'

Inside a nice car, nice kit, without the shit being stolen

So they come and lock a nigga up

Meanwhile some corrupt, politician nigga is making bigger bucks

Niggas getting blamed for the crystal

But we don't grow the motherfucking coke and we don't make the fucking pistols

Niggas ain't trying to live in poverty

And a black man's lottery's a motherfucking robbery

So, yo, you gotta make your best

Make a small investment and then put it to the test

Yes, cause the other motherfuckers getting over

Police don't look at a white man strange driving a Range Rover

Carrying shit like it's minerals

The big dollar, white collar, suit and tie criminals

Even the government figures

Selling shit to the motherfucking Colombians and rich niggas

Crime isn't time for the brothers

Hey, you say it don't pay? It's paying white motherfuckers

It all depends on how you do your shit

Cause you can learn it quick, turn legit and that's it! You're well fit!

Fuck workin' for a bastard

I got to see that money before my ass sees a casket

Get paid, motherfuck a raise

Cause to all them improper crooked coppers, crime pays

[Hook]

"Jack you motherfuckers" (2x)

"Wake up and go for what you know.."

"Everyone's got to make a living"

"Boy I'm trying to make me some.. MONEY!!"

[Verse 2]

Stop nigga, stop nigga, freeze

But at the same time some old rich fuck is driving by with twenty ki's

Because they came up with a law

To keep the rich motherfuckers rich and the poor motherfuckers poor

We take the cake you get the crumbs

Stacking up a package of cracks to sell to blacks in the slums

Guns are being sold over the counter

And you wonder why your daughter's ass was slaughtered when they found her

Why did he have to shoot the bitch

But the bitch, I mean the witch, just had to switch

To make the nigga Richie Rich

Yeah, so I'm throwing you the phrase

Believe me when I tell you motherfucking crime pays