Time Young Scooter (Ft. Trouble & Young Dolph)

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Do your crime nigga, do your time
Niggas tell not to do time
You get your time, you can't press rewind
You done signed on that dotted line
I'm on a paper route, I'm on the grind
Yeah I'm workin' overtime
Do your crime nigga, do your time
Niggas tell not to do time

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
They gave Rick seventeen
For twenty-two bricks of clean
I been hustlin' my whole life
I saw some shit that you ain't never seen
Talkin' murder or a robbery
I really came up from poverty
My cousin he got three felonies
They gave him thirty for a quarter key
Look at Reverend Al Sharpton, he took down the mafia
Nobody never kept it real as Meech and John Gotti
They snitchin' on them documentaries before you start watchin'
Niggas doin' a lot of tellin', ain't nobody droppin'
What's wrong with the streets?
You can tell they get whacked, that's how it supposed to be
Take the stand, cop a plea to get his time cut
Nigga told on his right hand, that's fucked up