| Fuck it dog, because bitch I know that crime pays
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| Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs (hold up)
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| Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs
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| Hold up
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| Shoot em (shoot em) kill em, homicide, fuck it
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| Call my dog (call em) and we gon slide
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| My music is increasing the crime rate
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| But I do not give a fuck 'cause I know crime pays (money)
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| Ce-ce-ce-ce, celebrate in your hood (money)
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| Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck your bitch, I should
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| You gon say whatever (whatever)
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| We gon ball forever (forever)
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| They gon say they gon do this and that but they gon stay broke forever
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| (Cha-ching)
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| We gon be rich til we die (yeah)
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| Cocaine is what we supply
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| Cocaine music, I make
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| Put cocaine in my birthday cake
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| They say my music is increasing the crime rate
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| Fuck it dog, because bitch I know that crime pays
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| Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs
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| Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs
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| I’m cold hearted but I got a heart
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| I’m not dumb, but I’m not smart
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| The last thing I’ll ever do is go get a job at Walmart (never)
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| It runs in my blood, Stitches go and sell the drugs
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| When I walk in the club, everybody show me love
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| But I got a couple haters in the back and they givin me a mean mug (pussies)
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| I’m about to rob your bitch and turn her to a slut
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| D-R-U-G-S, get it through to UPS
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| I sell drugs every day of my life and I’m never stressed
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| When I wake up in my bed, I thank God because I’m blessed
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| If you got some shit to say to me then get it off your chest
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| They say my music is increasing the crime rate
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| Fuck it dog, because bitch I know that crime pays
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| Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs
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| Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs
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| (Ha) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crime Rate , by - Stitches. Song from the album Bipolar, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп