歌词
All generals stand in line, salute nigga [Verse 1]
You know me from spendin the loot
Also put rims on the coupe
Remember Duke
I spin to shoot
I ain't here to kid to you
Skip a loose, get an ounce, flip a deuce, hit the stoop
Remember stupid
I'm here to tell you that
I'm living proof
CRIME PAYS!
I'm glad you hate, nigga go masterbate
Took my cap and gown bitches but
I ain't graduate
CRIME PAYS!
What a vision to see
O.G. glisten and glee, sit in the
V Did it in three, homeboy listen to me [Hook]
Crime pays 99 ways, 9 gauge,
AK-47 homey hit the highway
Crime pays
I got a record company, liquor and clothing line
Cause my weed was fresh, coke was white, dope was nine [Verse 2]
BIRD CAGE!
That's what it's gonna be 3rd grade
Mr. Massey asked us what we wanna be
Jeff said a lifeguard,
Bobby said a firefighter
Jeff gonna have a
Porsche and
Bobby said he'll have a
Spyder David said police,
Wanda said she wished to dance
They gonna get married, have a big crib in
France I started actin up, wait a minute back it up
This ain't math class but this shit ain't adding up
Then Mr. Massey looked and that's when the teacher asked "You got a problem Cam"
Yeah, I should teach this class
Maybe I'll reach they ass,
Tell em they don't need to have degrees in math
Know your credit, debit, plus receipts for cash
A few geeks had laughed,
I told the dude stop your wishin
You won't have a pot to piss in with that damn job you gettin
Call Cam a gift, they wasn't understanding this
Damn I'm rich, a drug dealer turned out philanthropist [Hook x2]
Crime pays 99 ways, 9 gauge,
AK-47 homey hit the highway
Crime pays
I got a record company, liquor and clothing line
Cause my weed was fresh, coke was white, dope was nine