Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't A Crime

Johnny was a bad boy, he was juvenile
He had his picture on the of every precinct
He had a rep of hanging out his homies
Puffin' on the blunts and on the forties
But when he spoke, would listen
And when he was home, yo, his parents would diss him
They called him a bum, a worthless piece of
So over he had a fit
And now he grabs his bag and for the door
And to the neighborhood liquor store
Pulls out a gun, the old man, "Hit the floor"
Then breaks open his drawer
out the money, stuffs it in his pocket
Points his pistol he starts to cock it
The man panics and gun off
Stupid old fool made blow his head off
But he don't care 'cuz was taught
It ain't a crime if you get caught

It ain't a crime if you get caught
It ain't a crime if you get caught
It ain't a crime if you don't get
how it is, homie, like it or not

Now coming out store, shot two Haisidic Jews
And when he got home his face was on the
His mom out, told him get the fuck out
That when the pigs rolls up, so yo, he out
He hit the backdoor his name was Carl Lewis
Dipped to the pay phone to out where his crew is
He called up his Jose, "Word up"
"Can I over my man?" he said, "No way
A cop was here, he was looking all for you
But I told the pig I didn't know you"
He said, "Cool, me up at the school
I need a 'cuz I'm wanted for homicide"
Johnny's got a gun and on the run
But he don't care to him this fun
Now that he's an outlaw sorta like Hood
The hard rock hero of the neighborhood
If they catch him he'll up in court
But it ain't a crime if you don't get

It ain't a if you don't get caught
It a crime if you don't get caught
It ain't a crime if you don't get
how it is, homie, like it or not

It ain't a crime if you don't get
It ain't a if it don't get bought
It ain't a show if I get paid
She ain't a hoe if you don't get