Luyện nghe bài hát Crime Pays - Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

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The umm, security we have today
Not the OPEN
The ones, that that really there
And really think, we don't who they are!

"Now funky" (4X)

G. Rap]
Crime pay, that's what they tell us
But that's because the other motherfuckers jealous
But I'ma tell you this, they neighborhood got the
But they come arrest us for the same shit sell us
Cause they don't want to see a young nigga rollin
inside a nice car, nice kit, without the bein stolen
So they and lock a nigga up
some corrupt, politician nigga is makin bigger bucks
Niggaz gettin blamed for the crystals; but we don't
the motherfuckin or weed or make the fuckin pistols
ain't tryin to live in poverty
And a man's lottery's a motherfuckin robbery
So yo you gotta make your
Make a small investment and put it to the test ("I know!")
Yes, cause the other motherfuckers gettin
don't look at a WHITE MAN strange drivin a Range Rover
Carrying shit it's minerals
The big white dollar suit and tie criminals
Even the government
Sellin shit to the motherfuckin Columbians and rich
Crime isn't from the brothers
Hey you say it don't pay, it's white motherfuckers
It all depends on how you do your
Cause either learn it intelligent and that's it
("I beg your pardon?") You're well
FUCK workin for a
I gotta see that money before my ass sees a
Get paid, motherfuck a
Cause to all them improper crooked coppers, crime

"Jack you motherfuckers" (2X)
"Wake up and go for you know.."
"Everybody's got to a living"
"Boy I'm to make me some.. MONEY!!"

G. Rap]
Stop, nigga stop, nigga
But at the time, some old rich fuck, is drivin by with twenty ki's
Because they came up a law
to keep the rich motherfuckers rich and the motherfuckers poor
We the cake you get the crumbs
Stackin up a package of cracks, to sell to in the slums
Guns are sold over the counter
And you wonder why daughter's head was slaughtered when they found her
Why did he to shoot the bitch
but the bitch I mean the witch just had to
to make the nigga Richie
Yeah, so I'm you the phrase
Believe me when I tell you motherfuckin pays