Above The Law - Don't Do The Crime lyrics

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True crime in the streets of L.A.

Active Vision, Bomb Squad makin' it

Don't do the crime, if you can't do the time

Stay, pushin' the line in the pen' all the time

Play, your game for keeps, not for fun

All alone with your peeps, so One-On-One

Cause I, don't do the crime, if I can't do the time

I stay, pushin' the line in the pen' all the time

I Play, the game for keeps, not for fun

All alone with my peeps, so One-On-One

This is the game where everybody in traffic hates you

So it's rated in, why?, due to the drastic nature

State your nickname, hood game, rank your business

Before we move, your body's stinkin, you can't get a witness

So who they take that business, it's passin' at the door

If your name is on my shootlist, then you got to go

Cross my path, you gonn kick a bloodbath in the mud

Now, I slug half for your mug, that truck spits hub caps

Wild shots and beach heat

Hot rocks on every block, cold killers on each street

Danger on every corner, scum at every turn

Some pressure is heavy on you, you put some, just never learnt

What the S.C. mean, so it's best that I warn you

The South Centrol, straight Compton, is other Kila-fornia

Survival Class, I thought you knew it

Crime is the order of the day and we stay true to it

Yeah, it's the true crime, in the streets of L.A.

I got my twin .45,

Catch me downtown, bustin' off rounds

Layin' suckers down, this is how I get down

Face down on the hot hood, cops are no good

Catch me runnin' from the police on my way back to the hood

Snatchin' suckers out their hatchbags, peelin' caps back

Like... Bang Bang

Shake their knee Kanes

Smashin' through the city in car, burnin' rubber like...

UAAAHHHHH

Bustin' the automatic, in traffic I'm causin' havic

It's madness but I'm still classic

Cause it's crime in the City, damn, and this game is so cold

Dealin' with the gangs and the law

You can knock through your ball, if you run up tryin' to bold

S.C. - Survival Class, I thought you knew it

Cause crime is the order of the day, and we stay true to it

Yo, I said don't do the crime, if you can't do the time

If you ain't down for the gun play, stay the fuck out the way

I'm a true rider, from the streets of L.A.

Doin' licks, gettin' chips, ev'ry mothafuckin' day

In the Rag-Six-Tre, hittin' back the streets in sought

I want to show you bitch ass police that I can't be caught

Lead you the crossed up to stuck, and left without a clue

This is an everyday thing that a G like me go true

OOOOOOOhhhh

Drinkin' and drivin' in a mission through the Eastside

Sip a bear, smokin' good in a G-Ride

See, I'm always in the mix, gat ready for a twist

I got a gang of CDs, y'all niggaz ain't servin' shit

I can hit you with the .40 glock

Unload the Desert Eagle, and through the block

See, the baddest nigga, you ever saw

Yeah, this nigga's game be Above the Law

Yeah, true crime in the streets of L.A.

Ha, what you know about that?

Ha, runnin' from Knee Kane, you know what I'm sayin?

Bend the corners on through the westside, Dun

You know what I'm sayin?

The Survive squad, Fort Knocks

What's up Kris?

Ha, yeah, what up Cleareyed?

Yeah, ha ha, yeah

True crime, in the streets, in the streets

Of L.A.

Aiy, I'll see you, nigga

I'll see you out there, nigga

Uh, but you can't get me

Ugh, cause I'm out, cause I'm out