Kool G. Rap And Dj Polo - Crime Pays Lyrics
The umm, security we have here todayNot the open securityThe ones, that that really sittin thereAnd really think, we dont know who they are!Now thats funky (4x)[kool g. rap]Crime dont pay, thats what they tell usBut thats because the other mother*****ers gettin jealousBut ima tell you this, they neighborhood got the goodfellasBut they come arrest us for the same shit they sell usCause they dont want to see a young black nigga rollinInside a nice car, nice kit, without the shit bein stolenSo they come and lock a nigga upMeanwhile some corrupt, politician nigga is makin bigger bucksNiggaz gettin blamed for the crystals; but we dont growThe mother*****in coke or weed or make the *****in pistolsNiggaz aint tryin to live in povertyAnd a black mans lotterys a mother*****in robberySo yo you gotta make your bestMake a small investment and then put it to the test (I know!)Yes, cause the other mother*****ers gettin overPolice dont look at a white man strange drivin a range roverCarrying shit like its mineralsThe big dollar white dollar suit and tie criminalsEven the government figuresSellin shit to the mother*****in columbians and rich niggazCrime isnt time from the brothersHey you say it dont pay, its payin white mother*****ersIt all depends on how you do your shitCause either learn it quick intelligent and thats it(I beg your pardon? ) youre well fittin***** workin for a bastardI gotta see that money before my ass sees a casketGet paid, mother***** a raiseCause to all them improper crooked coppers, crime paysJack you mother*****ers (2x)Wake up and go for what you know..Everybodys got to make a livingBoy Im trying to make me some.. money!![kool g. rap]Stop, nigga stop, nigga freezeBut at the same time, some old rich *****, is drivin by with twenty kisBecause they came up with a lawTo keep the rich mother*****ers rich and the poor mother*****ers poorWe take the cake you get the crumbsStackin up a package of cracks, to sell to blacks in the slumsGuns are bein sold over the counterAnd you wonder why your daughters head was slaughtered when they found herWhy did he have to shoot the *****But the ***** I mean the witch just had to switchTo make the nigga richie richYeah, so Im throwin you the phraseBelieve me when I tell you mother*****in crime pays
