Crime Is Us

Lyrics

[Chorus: ShredGangMone] Funds "R" Us, Guns "R" Us, Drugs "R" Us, Plugs "R" Us, nigga Talk is you, no bite, all bark is you Outlined chalk is you Crimes "R" Us, Dimes "R" Us, line 'em up, princess cut, diamond buffs Lame is you, no joy, all pain is you Talk more shit than anus do, nigga [Verse 1: ShredGang Mone] His palms are sweaty, knees look like long spaghetti He's tellin' on his partner already, dawg's forgetting He's nervous, but on the stand he looks more than ready To tell it all, so when he get out, we stretch 'em Mama's so proud, 'til they find him in the ground 'Cause snitchin' foul, actin' like he beat the trial We catch 'em out, put that choppa in his mouth Cock back, "BOW!", now his brains all on the ground Snap back to reality, choppas up in the alley with me Wanna give it up, I hear all them say "Daddy get 'em" Internet thugs, can't wait 'til I catch them niggas Yo man's got dropped, so fuck it you get a casket with 'em Cop a plea to who? Dumb bitch, I brought the ratchet with me See some icy ass white buffs, I'ma snatch them bitches I ain't a hall monitor, it ain't no passes given You niggas dying just to live, I'm tryna last my nigga, Shred! [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] Funds "R" Us, Guns "R" Us, Drugs "R" Us, Plugs "R" Us, nigga Talk is you, no bite, all bark is you Outlined chalk is you Crimes "R" Us, Dimes "R" Us, line 'em up, princess cut, diamond buffs Lame is you, no joy, all pain is you Talk more shit than anus do, nigga [Verse 2: BandGang Masoe] Done for a few, you won't see us unless you watchin' the news True to my crew, been causing hell since we cashed the True's Number 1 dude, riding 'round with top hitta too Tested by few, with more than one, we stretchin' them too Do what I do, I peep you niggas watchin' my moves Loaded with dog, but not the kind you feed no food Fear no fool, fight who? I brought my tool Dropped yo goon, what makes you think we gone fight you? Off white coupe, don't mind my bitch she off white too Run yo tooth, we fill yo whip with holes like Luke Grind for my loot, put blood, sweat, & pills with my juice Pounds getting flew, Its beef they dropped, & that get truce Real soup, keep my .40 like a drunk & his brew Pain is you, I draw this bitch & then I aim at you Hang with a few, its fuck you if you don't hang with us too He call too much, hope he ain't telling, then it's fuck him too, Money nigga! [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] Funds "R" Us, Guns "R" Us, Drugs "R" Us, Plugs "R" Us, nigga Talk is you, no bite, all bark is you Outlined chalk is you Crimes "R" Us, Dimes "R" Us, line 'em up, princess cut, diamond buffs Lame is you, no joy, all pain is you Talk more shit than anus do, nigga