Letras:
Gettin The Crime

don't stop, nigga's thought the heat was gone But I'm back to do it again, leader of rhyme Bad boy, we turn it to the scene of the crime Immaculate fame

soon So I just presume Deep into the rhymes of a rapper Prepare my mind for the capture, thinkin' Ginuwine like the bachelor But why these niggaz wanna make us into crime

my bed Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at club med Ya say you like this record,you think it's fun? Party people get stupid we just begun!!! (break) You're get,get,gettin

for and I don't owe no guy shit Fuck you, it ain't my fault your ass is on empty Thought you was it, but you're smooth gettin pimped G.. .. I ain't no

, I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now I'm known and respect as creator of the crime

I been if I die of starvation, things is fucked up as is So I bangs for my cabbage Do you not know the most affective way of gettin' money Pull yo gun

'm one of a kind. Mold is broken, the formulas mine. I killed the idea and destroyed the design. (Fergie) I was patiently waitin & takin my time Now that I'm here I'm gettin

yesterday While you exit home put your ring out And we own private jets, sippin' real wine I was in the projects watchin' Feds crime But now I'm doin' projects, gettin

when it comes to rhymes (Brick city) Yo, don't scandalize mine I spent too much time Straight talk with the catch to etch my line walk Never fetchin' for crime