K-Def - Crime is Money lyrics

[ Chorus ] Crime is money and money is crime Gots to get my loot together, so a n***a can shine Crime is money and money is crime If I catch you slippin, son, yo, your cream is mine [ Verse 1 ] The invincible, infinite, never-endin Too many p**y-a** n***as on the market pretendin I'd like to let you know it's for real, not a rap Got the strap for the everyday gunclap The crown king, makin moves, doin my thing Iceberg Slick involved in a coke ring I'm workin with Columbians, Dominicans You want nitro smack, check the Nigerians I'm crushin 'em, there go that herb, now we rushin 'em Takin all he got, the n***a tried to plot On the slickest cat in town, why clown around Yo, I peeped your mugshot when the drama went down Tried to catch a n***a sleepin But little did you know my motherf**in clique was creepin In a land of gamblin, hustlin Drug-traffickin, murderin, musclin [ Chorus ] [ Verse 2 ] I'ma tell you what's the word on the street Cats got f**ed up attitudes plus thugs be holdin heat All the stress got me runnin for shelter I've seen dice games turn into helter skelter Grimey n***as only 12 years old be drenched in gold So much ice them n***as cold, just sold 20 bags to this undercover cat The motherf**er was informed by a rat Slash player hater A f*ggot that's vexed cos the lucci is much greater The way to survive, got to come alive In '95, duke, cos '96 is near Everybody's in fear Of either gettin shot or caught up in the middle Or contractin the package on the low, yo, she lookin little Used to be the meanest chicken on the block I couldn't tell if she was sick, but she was smokin that rock [ Chorus ] [ Verse 3 ] Now every n***a wanna see a mill And still hold the block down like Big Will But players from the other side of town Is takin n***as for clowns Comin through bustin rounds You would think they was beefin for keys Not only a fraction, yo, I'm talkin grand action I lost my timin, for nickel-and-dimin It's all about chains and rings Bigger and better things You just beginnin son, you ain't poppin I wanna go down 5th Ave and do my shoppin Hit the Bally shop, cop a Rolex watch The Tommy Hilfiger and the Ralph Lauren spot Pick up my shorty, cop her a full ( ? ) mink His and hers, luxury furs Now I'm shinin like a diamond on n***as b**hes stare at my glare when I'm rhymin on n***as