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Out Of Your Mouth Crime Pays

live in luxury But I'll just wait until they come for me CRIME PAYS! CRIME PAYS! CRIME PAYS! CRIME PAYS! CRIME PAYS! CRIME PAYS!

put me to sleep cause your best friend turn into your enemy crooked cops is dirty in this shaded game go on take me out the ghetto I wanta make a change [Chorus fade out

you Project, check it Projects peoples one love Keep your head clear, we out of here We move in silence Bad boys, creating, the muderous stacks for your

get your fill Your time is running out You're getting carried away because no one cares about your fame I see the dagger in your name Deny your roots

an auction. Tell them we gotta raise some money for the defense. They'll buy everything that she touched. Everything. Your shoes, your dresses, your perfumes, your

) Well I hadn't seen your face around town awhile, So I greeted you, with a knowing smile, When I saw that girl upon your arm, I knew she won your heart

) Well I hadn't seen your face around town awhile So I greeted you, with a knowing smile When I saw that girl upon your arm I knew she won your heart

a heaven for a gangsta, Lord put me to sleep 'Cause your best friend turn into your enemy Crooked cops is dirty in this shaded game Go on take me out

I finished probation Boy Boy Notty Head with no chaser Boy Boy From the mouth I can spit out a razor Boy Boy Open up your facial like your boy Roy In