Luyện nghe bài hát Crime Pays

[Young
State to state, slippin slate
This for the nigga
E'ry nigga out who God damnit maintainin
off 'caine and all dem, thangs
And y'knowwhatI'mtalkinbout I feel that (I that)
See I done in that situation where niggaz flip birds
Y'all know the gangsta, young nigga
Who thugged out all night on the curb, up from a GRAM

And bitch I got 'em for 10-5, the new nigga in town
I'm the king of drug ring, just waitin to be crowned
You havin money by the ton, I got by the pound
And the urge to splurge for all you niggaz an ounce
no problem with the product, long as you got the amount
And bit of my fetti, cause every bit of it count
I'ma roll in the low, snow hot or cold
Finish my and put my bitches on the road
First nigga try and jack, watch go kill them hoes
All white, no crack, how I get it, how it go
17 years old, I'm rappin 10 at a
To me, front shit punk shit, long as I get mine
And we can get down to shine, no more sellin dimes
Put on our rides, fuck hoes with thick thighs
Then maybe you can see, how it is to be
You ain't heard about a nigga? I be servin bricks

Nightfall to sunshine, 24 shifts
If crime didn't pay, I'd be still on the strip [repeat 2 3X]
to sunshine, 24 hour shifts
Look - if crime didn't pay, I'd be still on the

[Young
I've off this cocaine game, and it's a strain to my brain
to front a a thang, 'bout mine he won't complain
rule the nation, y'all niggaz know the sayin
Prayin I don't catch ya wit'cha watch I'll take ya out the
Money run the country, similar to Hitler
Always been to drugs but see different kind of dealers
You pay what you weigh, or should I say, get my
Not but today, okay, it's on the real'a
I ain't tryin to be a killer just a nigga his cheddar
And I ain't got it, you can't cancel the collector
Coulda did your rump, put your family in the middle
But I chose to be a man and it on that level
potnahs done told you about this young runnin rebel
And the load he carries if I can't get mine
So robbin niggaz blind is the way play the game
Gotta respect my and if you don't you still payin

[Young
I'm a for the Presidents
I never been hesitant, to leave 'em with no evidence
Gotta make the best of this, my cheese
Then come back and get the rest of it, transportin
In the with the leather kit, ride with me
When you that Desert Eagle click it's world war 3
This ain't how it 'posed to be, but ain't no fuckin model
Besides people down in still want ice water
Now how you livin When hard times come
can you prison nigga, or you gon' run yo' tongue?
that on yo' arm? You feel like it make a man?
Well let me get that and yo' charm, but around and count to 10
Can't turn soldier in one day, the thug gotta be within
your blood or yo' family, the streets gon' how good you been
But see I'm a young {edited} in his face
Since 12 I had a triple servin them cakes