Crime Story DMX
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[Intro]
Mmm
Man
Uh
Shit stay happening
You know? (Uh)
It's crazy, dog
It's off the hook
But you know
Real niggas get by
Know we eat regardless
'Cause I'm heartless
[Verse 1]
Who is this I see coming through? It's like 3 on the A.M
I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him
For being stupid, like coming through after 1 or 2
And having a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do
Foolish niggas learn the hard way, and I teach 'em
Be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I'll beat you
Like Jigga said, niggas test you when your gun goes warm
So I keep 'em scattering like roaches when the light comes on
From night 'til dawn, right from wrong holds no weight
.357 slugs with a snub-nosed trey-eight
Settin' all them issues straight (Why?)
Squashing all beefs
To the point where the police was blocking off streets
They got me trapped off in the building, but you know how that go (Uh-huh)
I stay fucking with a hood rat, so I run up in a rat hole
Go through the hallway, see police, we're face to face
And being I'm telling you this story, means I caught another case
Mmm
Man
Uh
Shit stay happening
You know? (Uh)
It's crazy, dog
It's off the hook
But you know
Real niggas get by
Know we eat regardless
'Cause I'm heartless
[Verse 1]
Who is this I see coming through? It's like 3 on the A.M
I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him
For being stupid, like coming through after 1 or 2
And having a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do
Foolish niggas learn the hard way, and I teach 'em
Be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I'll beat you
Like Jigga said, niggas test you when your gun goes warm
So I keep 'em scattering like roaches when the light comes on
From night 'til dawn, right from wrong holds no weight
.357 slugs with a snub-nosed trey-eight
Settin' all them issues straight (Why?)
Squashing all beefs
To the point where the police was blocking off streets
They got me trapped off in the building, but you know how that go (Uh-huh)
I stay fucking with a hood rat, so I run up in a rat hole
Go through the hallway, see police, we're face to face
And being I'm telling you this story, means I caught another case
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