[Chorus]
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
I catch a body on the track, if you see me then I'm probably strapped
Back street is where I'm probably at
'Cause it's prime time, the whole family in crime
Hand me the nine and I'm blamming the nine
Fuck around throw a slug in your back, all my youngers clap
From a niggas throwing drugs in they rap
This the gang pop, range drop
Wet niggas like rain drop, the gang got guns from Bangkok
Don't chastise, blast 5s crash 5s
All for the love of the cash
My [?] paid nine ways, three hundred and sixty five days
Me sicker than crime wave
We ain't playing no games, saying no names
Niggas better stay in their lane, we waiting to aim
Thirty shots breaking your frame, shaking the game
Niggas is brain-dead, niggas is walking dead
[Chorus]
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
I catch a body on the track, if you see me then I'm probably strapped
Back street is where I'm probably at
'Cause it's prime time, the whole family in crime
Hand me the nine and I'm blamming the nine
Fuck around throw a slug in your back, all my youngers clap
From a niggas throwing drugs in they rap
This the gang pop, range drop
Wet niggas like rain drop, the gang got guns from Bangkok
Don't chastise, blast 5s crash 5s
All for the love of the cash
My [?] paid nine ways, three hundred and sixty five days
Me sicker than crime wave
We ain't playing no games, saying no names
Niggas better stay in their lane, we waiting to aim
Thirty shots breaking your frame, shaking the game
Niggas is brain-dead, niggas is walking dead
[Chorus]
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what, this is raising the crime rate
What what
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