[Chorus] Crime is money and money is crime Gots to get my loot together, so a nigga can shine Crime is money and money is crime If I catch you slippin
impression's felt The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt [Chorus 2x:] Gat in the back, sunroof top, Real one on the scene with the gangsta
chase tail I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan When I talk about money all you see is the
the press askin questions, tryin to stress me misery is all I see, thats my mind's state My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate Ma main
Mopreme] My shit's phenomenal, droppin like domino Comin with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo This is not for all the freaks in short skirts This is
my dream I'm seein pictures of a broken man, no witnesses Only the questions of who smoked the man, young adolescents in our prime live a life of crime
is dying tommorrow We, bet on all time ni**a the clocks tickin' Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin Cops sittin', politicians pa*sin' laws you ain't knowin' Soon that money
wanna chase tail I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan When I talk about money all you see is
you back (NIGGA SAY HIS NAME!) and lace this rap A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack Knew he was workin for the feds, same crime, different
: [Eat a dick up] ["Stick up, stick up, stick up kids... still don't nothin move but the money" -- Rakim] Verse One: Live Squad Strugglin, jugglin,
] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
money man (money man) Right here, damn see how life is [Krayzie:] You don't want to live this life (no this life) it's not nice You don't want to live
Yeah we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high And you better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine crime after crime Fin to creep to
tops, leave a rapper's nerves shocked Now who's hot and who's not I want them rocks and that money in ya two socks Meth the mister, if crime is an art
For some real change Rednecks and bombs don't make us strong We loot the world, yet we can't even feed ourselves Our real test of strength is caring
climax waiting for each and every cherry I'm like a narcotic, niggaz is microscopic Dr. Dre and Cool J, is the topic Forever, my lyrics is rough and energetic Them cats is
is hot These boys got glocks, these boys send shots do you know what its like, to live your life hard knock? I think not thats why you live it safe through
