[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
my brain sails/sells Now believe it, better place checks Bad Boy, big things nigga, HF [Classy Freddie Blassy] I put it down for mine, my crew live a life of crime
tight out of a big ditch we ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is
, I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now I'm known and respect as creator of the crime
face with the rag and bust I know all my niggas live in down-ass towns But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down
shit Chorus Outro: Va Cats for real California yo My Miami niggas My real New York niggas Jamaica P All my live niggas all my cuban link niggas Raekwon
real sport They think their silly accent is so cute Can't understand a thing they're talking aboot Sure they got their national health care Cheaper meds, low crime
, crime after crime fin to creep to the pad 'Cuz mom's got grub on the grill, if we got the food You know, it's the 1st of tha month and my nigga we chills foe real
just him, But damn everybody he ran with, where ya'll gettin money man, money man, Right here,(Right here) damn, see how life is. (Chorus) You don't want to live
it, cuz a weak motherfucker just makes me sick to my stomach, i keeps it 100, not a game this is real life to die youngs a honor, you get old you live
Dir-tayyyyy, yeah Dirty money Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty money Dir-tayyyyyyy, yeah Dirty money Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty Money [Scarface
do it And these niggas here is really, dazed And don't give a fuck when you for real And you like it rough, nigga what the fuck Know what I'm sayin' is real
, knah'mean [Chorus - Benzino (Snoop)] 2x Doooooooooough! Fi-ga-doh (Money, money) Figa-da-doh! Fi-ga-doh (Money, money) Figa-da-doh! You know me (Money
have to call your name out Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate I'm only nineteen but my mind is old And when the things get for real
mines off 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
't kicking in all the time she don't want me Hoes, flows, money, cars Y'all wannabe stars, can't fuck with none of these bars This is real nigga rap,
