Crime Pays Intro

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 masturbate Took my cap and gown pictures 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