Yeah, yeah, crime pays Crime pays, yeah, yeah Yeah Crime pays, nigga, crime pays Choppin' up the change wit' cocaine in my microwave Made it through my home wit' my lights out I seen brighter day Watch this shit get me high, boy, you live and you die by this game Homeboy just caught HIV, he lived and he died by his hoe Have we ever hit the same bitch before? Ain't nobody know Have we ever hit the same bitch before? Wasn't nobody business Niggas be fucking these hoes and say, "Fuck insurances and doctor visits" Fly like the wind, it's time to begin your life (Say, "Fuck insurance and doctor visits") You got control to stop again and do it right Look to the sky and you will feel how to live a life that's real To the perfect harmony, when the spirit is free (Yeah, yeah) Crime pays, nigga, crime pays Choppin' up this change wit' cocaine in my microwave Diamonds in my chain, yeah, I slang but I'm still a slave Twist it in the system, just a number listed on a page Made it through my home wit' my lights out I seen brighter day Watch this shit get me high, boy, you live and you die by this game Bitch don't touch my body, 'cause I put your body all off in a body slam You ain't gon' hurt nobody, go body for body but we the body gang The hoe that you brought out to Cali But she only fuckin' wit' you 'cause you fuckin' wit' Kane Thought she was boostin' her credit wit' niggas Like you that just ain't got enough on their name Thought I would front you when other one niggas Like you that just ain't got enough on the books Talkin' that shit in the booth but when niggas come shoot at you You couldn't do nothin' but look My niggas gon' bust a four nickel on your nigga Bustin' that he on the shit bad His homie done bubble the condom, he got her shot up Now I know that his bitch mad He steadily called up my phone and you huffin' and puffin' 'Cause they at your bitch, duckin' And Rocky done went and bought Jeezy a pair of new shoes That nigga was dick suckin' Fly like the wind, it's time to begin your life (That nigga was dick suckin') You got control to stop again and do it right Look to the sky and you will feel how to live a life that's real To the perfect harmony, when the spirit is free Crime pays, nigga, crime pays Yeah, crime pays, nigga, crime pays Crime pays, nigga, crime paysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
