Crime Pays lyrics

[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 motherf*ckers getting jealous
But Imma tell you this, they neighborhood got the Goodfellas
But they come arrest us for the same sh*t they sell us
Cause they don't want to see a young black n*gga rollin'
Inside a nice car, nice kit, without the sh*t being stolen
So they come and lock a n*gga up
Meanwhile some corrupt, politician n*gga is making bigger bucks
n*ggas getting blamed for the crystal
But we don't grow the motherf*cking coke and we don't make the f*cking pistols
n*ggas ain't trying to live in poverty
And a black man's lottery's a motherf*cking robbery
So, yo, you gotta make your best
Make a small investment and then put it to the test
Yes, cause the other motherf*ckers getting over
Police don't look at a white man strange driving a Range Rover
Carrying sh*t like it's minerals
The big dollar, white collar, suit and tie criminals
Even the government figures
Selling sh*t to the motherf*cking Colombians and rich n*ggas
Crime isn't time for the brothers
Hey, you say it don't pay? It's paying white motherf*ckers
It all depends on how you do your sh*t
Cause you can learn it quick, turn legit and that's it! You're well fit!
f*ck workin' for a bast*rd
I got to see that money before my ass sees a casket
Get paid, motherf*ck a raise
Cause to all them improper crooked coppers, crime pays
[Hook]
"Jack you motherf*ckers" (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 n*gga, stop n*gga, freeze
But at the same time some old rich f*ck is driving by with twenty ki's
Because they came up with a law
To keep the rich motherf*ckers rich and the poor motherf*ckers 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 b*tch
But the b*tch, I mean the witch, just had to switch
To make the n*gga Richie Rich
Yeah, so I'm throwing you the phrase
Believe me when I tell you motherf*cking crime pays