Killa

all generals stand his line, salute nigga,

(Verse 1)
you kno me from spending the loot, also put rims on the coupes, remember duke i spin to shoot, i aint hear the kid the youth/skip a loose, get a ounce, flip a deuce, hit the stoop, remember stupid im here to tell u that im living proof/crime pays, im glad u hate, nigga go and masterbate, took my cap and gown pictures but i aint graduate/crime pays, put a vision to see, O.G. glisten and glee, sit in the v, did it in three, homeboy listen to me

(Hook)
crime pays, 99 ways, 9 gage, ak 47 homie hit the highway/crime pays, i gotta record company, liquor and clothing line, cause my weed was fresh, coke was white, dope was nine


(Verse 2)
Bird cage! that’s what its gonna be, 3rd grade mr massey asked us what we wanna be/jeff said a lifeguard, bobby sed a fire fighter, jeff gone have a porsche and bobby sed he’ll have a spyder/david sed police, wanda sed she wished to dance, they gon get married, have big crib in france/i started acting up, wait a minute back it up, this aint math class but this shit aint adding up/then mr massey looked and that’s when the teacher asked, you gotta problem Cam, yea i shud teach this class, maybe ill reach they ass, tell them they dont need to have degrees in math, know your credit debit plus reciepts for cash/a few geeks had laughed, i told the dude stop your wishin, you wont have a pot to piss in wit that damn job u gettin/call cam a gift, they wasn’t understanding this, damn im rich/a drug dealer turned out Philanthropist

(Hook 2x)
crime pays, 99 ways, 9 gage, ak 47 homie hit the highway/crime pays, i gotta record company, liquor and clothing line, cause my weed was fresh, coke was white, dope was nine

Yo, theres a war going on outside no man is safe from
It don't matter if you three feet or eight-one
You'll get eight from me, nine and straight blown
Wig split, melon cracked, all that on day one
Carry eight guns, two in the trunk
Two in the waist, two in the ankle, two to just spank you
You can jam with them jammers, blam with them blammers
It's hot here, ask Mase he ran to Atlanta
You think we know what life do, make on the motor-cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops Dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they raise up and snort, blayze up ya fort
Jay puff shine, cases was caught
Midnight pick fights, they love a victim
Watch him fore he watch you, Killa

Cops bagged me one night, looking for the blow
Wen't from Bronxhouse to bookings, bookings to the show
From the show to the crib, to the kitchen cookin' Os
Kitchen to the car, to the street lookin' for Hos
Lookin' for hos, to straight up baggin' one
From my game in her brain, ain't no wagon, hun (Ain't no wagon bitch)
From the wagon, garage to the house
Dinnin' room, kitchen, kitchen to the couch
Couch to the bedroom, my dick's in her mouth
Bedroom to front door, this bitch getting out (See ya')
Front door, to "You know where the Jacuzzi is?"
Dress cooley, but usually the Coogi kid, bouchie kid
Tell ya boo-bee, a doo-bee did
She a houchie groupie Cooley is
Who am I? Come on, can't be for-reala
Went from Cam to Killa, killa to scrilla, Gorilla
From killa to Sky-Scrappers, from sky-scrappers 
High papers, that's my nature
Do five you now, y'all die later
Come to your wake, look at you; "Hi hater"
From the wake to lot, another boogie
From the lot to the hill, to cop somethin' ugly (Ugly)
From the hill to that state Dakota
From Dakota to the corna, get that bakin' soda, KILLA

DIIIIPSET!
If this was football, I'd be scoring touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
It's the circus though, I see some tough clowns (clowns)
I don't need you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go stupid hard (stupid hard!)
What you dealing pops? How you feeling 'ock? (how you feel?)
My floors come up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!)

Not the crib that's the car when I wheel or not (not a house)
Plus a partition....bath, bar, kitchen
Yeah, pa' shittin (shitting), they say y'all didn't (YES WE DID!)
Every car driven....yeah from hard living (hard living)
Hang with Mariah, spent the night with Vivica
Every tabloid asking Cam "what you did with her"? (did with her?)
Just friends dog, "word to eveerything"?
YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy bling
Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti things
Cheddy heavy so fuck being some petty king (fuck all that)
Can't be nice right? Can't be arrogant
I stab a bitch over ice, "Nancy Kerrigan"
Slash Tonya Harding, see the mobster's mobbing
You don't like us right? We got ya momma boppin' (true)
She look like Amy Fisher, "don't the Range be bigger"? (usually)
That's a baby mama car you can't game me nigga
My Royce a quarter mill, chain a half a mill
Earrings another 3 quarter mill, you ought to chill

Now that I got a girl, my ex wanna holla and spit
Told me to acknowledge her quick
She like Cam stop frontin, on that Dave Hollister Tip
Come over let's swallow and sip, I'm like momma is sick
I promise you dick, usually have a problem with chicks
(Why?) They all say I'm rotten and rich
But not her, booby's real, high heel dooby feel
Plus got them Gucci nails, uh
You a cutie still (still)
And this my down girl too, ain't no groupie deal
We left the movies with uzis, Suzuki wheels
To the jacuzzi, I tell you my booby's real
I mean she do be winnin, looey spinnin
Go to the crib she got the Gucci linen
I see booby grinnin
She looked and said, "Cam, I know that you be sinnin"
Naw, I'm a changed man, look at the range ma'am
(Look) I got a whole new game plan
Looked and said, "That's nuttin but game Cam"
She was right; she was up in the Range man (she know me)
Dropped her off at the L, now I'm flippin the cell
That's right, I had to call up L

Ay Yo you got ta undastand
Im like a food to tha world
Cuz Im friends wit ya man
Plus your cool wit my girl
Now I dont really understand how dat cat he be stressin u
I dont understand that you grown but yet he question u
Guessin that u love him but you in it for tha pay
But he know where u at every minute of tha day
But since we learned to creep
Is like we yearn for sleep
And my girls in my face when i dont return tha beep
Its like a sin or a crime
U in tha benz all tha time
But ya man know u aint wit ya friends all tha time
Ill be selfish
Sayin chancin tha long
Dats why I hang up when he answer tha phone
And Ill be callin from tha house in tha paul lobby
Plus I know him he too cheap for caller ID
And my girl in my face jus stressin me child
But Ill dial anotha number if she press redial

From Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, like the reservoir 
Few Beretta scars, get ya neck ajared
Respect ya pa, don't believe, bet a card
I need a f-f-f-freak 
I mean a tramp ma, and my dick you can lick like a stamp uh
And ya back, you can arch lick a ramp ma
Get a helmet you about to get ram hard
I'm Rambo, commando, Camacho, you'll disappear, vamanose vato
Got doe, gwap, hoes, shots go, ratt-tatt-tatt
How could he not know Louie socks tho, you can see the logo
And I chop, blo-blo, no homo
Shoot out in the woods, no po po
He wired the deal a no go yo
I get dough tho, he a no show
I'm so high high, in the low-low
I ain't got a address but, yo I gotta get dressed
Come watch a mobster get fresh
Linen and Ostrich on deck
I know ya'll wish that them shots woulda shot me to death
But death because me, you a mummy
I'm out to get flesh
Dummy money, bustin outta my socks and my sweats
Get cash but alota my gwaps in a check

Y'ALL WITH THE VIOLENCEEEE
WE MOVE IN SILENCEEE
SILENCE PLUS SILENCE THE GUNSSSSS
I WAS THE WIIILDEST...
THAT WAS CHILDISH...
NOW I STACK MY ONESSSSS
SHINAY WAS IN LOVE WITH HER SCHOOL
RICH WASN'T LIKING HIS SCHOOL
SHINAY CAUGHT TWO IN THE RIBSSSSS
HE WAS A HUSTLER
SHE'S A CUSTOMER
NOW HE'S OFF DOING A BIIIID
TEE GOT SHOT WITH A SHOTGUN ON HIS BLOCK
I WISH IT WAS ALL PRETEEEEND
NANA WOULD GET HIIIGH
HARD ENOUGH GETTING BUYY
WHEN IS IT ALL GONNA ENNNND
ME I'M STILL HOLDING ON
THE TEAM STILL ROLLIN STRONG
THE AVE IS DOWN THE STREEEEET
BUT IM A STREET TARGET
CALL ME A MEAT MARKET
I STAY AROUND SOME BEEEEEEEF
THE BLOCKS STILL PUMPIN
ISN'T IT SOMETHIIIIN?
NEEDLES, KNIVES & NINEEEES
THERE'S NO TOMORROOOOOW
FOOD GETTING BORROWEEEEED
WHAT KIND OF LIFE IS MINE???

I'm on the southside of Chicago lookin for a real hoe
I dont see a touchdown, arms up feild goal
Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low
Lil dick you a dickhead, nah dildo
I chill though, pippin in the Range
All this icin I'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain
Who was first that moved wit they fam (who)
Ask you, tattoos on they hand (who)
Slang all the white (who) cruise wit the tan (who)
Pink on they back (who) blue in they van (who)
Yellow on his ear (who) steam on the rock (who)
Puple in the air (who) green in his pocket
I aint dissin you dog, I'm dismissin you
Get the R. Kelly tape and see how we piss on you
Thats Kool-Aid, Moutain Dew, and Cris on you
Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

If you haven't guessed by now Purple Haze was when I was deep into Killa

Yo, you try to handle us
Get on the air and damage us
Screaming out Harlem (huh) like you ain't just a fan to us/ (Where you been
at?)
Well let me fill you in, now it's a whole clan of us
Blink so mad, he went and beat up Canibus
Zeke got shot then Zeke locked up/ (then)
E got killed (what else?) B popped up
But B hopped up and still broke out his chest
On probation, Doe on house arrest/ (what up Doe)
Right out the flesh
Sit in a house and rest
He don't pout, get him gear, in the house he fresh/ (Fresssh)
Not that you care, just getting clear and think
One glare and wink
Everyone wearing pink
I'm the reason that your two rings are clear/ (Yeh, What Else?)
I'm the reason that your ear rings is square/ (Yeh, hear?)
Now we take trips to casinos, to lovely homes
You check on Lotti's mom, Minos, Honeycombs/ (Homes)
You trying to fake it with cardem, pardon
You gonna leave them naked like Tarzan