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The umm security we have here today
Not the open security
The ones that that really sittin there
And really think we don&#39;t know who they are

&quot;now that&#39;s funky&quot; (4x)

[kool g. rap]
Crime don&#39;t pay that&#39;s what they tell us
But that&#39;s because the other motherfuckers gettin jealous

But i&#39;ma tell you this they neighborhood got the goodfellas
But they come arrest us for the same shit they sell us
Cause they don&#39;t want to see a young black nigga rollin
Inside a nice car, nice kit, without the shit bein stolen
So they come and lock a nigga up
Meanwhile some corrupt, politician nigga is makin bigger bucks
Niggaz gettin blamed for the crystals; but we don&#39;t grow
The motherfuckin coke or weed or make the fuckin pistols
Niggaz ain&#39;t tryin to live in poverty
And a black man&#39;s lottery&#39;s a motherfuckin robbery
So yo you gotta make your best
Make a small investment and then put it to the test (&quot;i know&quot;)
Yes, cause the other motherfuckers gettin over
Police don&#39;t look at a white man strange drivin a range rover
Carrying shit like it&#39;s minerals
The big dollar white dollar suit and tie criminals
Even the government figures
Sellin shit to the motherfuckin columbians and rich niggaz
Crime isn&#39;t time from the brothers
Hey you say it don&#39;t pay, it&#39;s payin white motherfuckers
It all depends on how you do your shit
Cause either learn it quick intelligent and that&#39;s it
(&quot;i beg your pardon?&quot;) you&#39;re well fittin
Fuck workin for a bastard
I gotta see that money before my ass sees a casket
Get paid, motherfuck a raise
Cause to all them improper crooked coppers, crime pays

&quot;jack you motherfuckers&quot; (2x)
&quot;wake up and go for what you ;
&quot;everybody&#39;s got to make a living&quot;
&quot;boy i&#39;m trying to make me money&quot;

[kool g. rap]
Stop, nigga stop, nigga freeze
But at the same time, some old rich fuck, is drivin by with twenty ki&#39;s
Because they came up with a law
To keep the rich motherfuckers rich and the poor motherfuckers poor
We take the cake you get the crumbs
Stackin up a package of cracks, to sell to blacks in the slums
Guns are bein sold over the counter
And you wonder why your daughter&#39;s head was slaughtered when they found her
Why did he have to shoot the bitch
But the bitch i mean the witch just had to switch
To make the nigga richie rich
Yeah, so i&#39;m throwin you the phrase
Believe me when i tell you motherfuckin crime pays

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