Crime Pays Intro Lyrics - Crime Pays - Cam'ron

All generals stand in line, salute nigga 

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 

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 

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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 

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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