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