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You'll spend every hour and every day and every week And every year of your life in that cell And one day, they'll come and open up that cell in the morning and you'll have passed on And only on that day will you have served your sentence Oh, you interested in crime? Don't do it Finna put it on the line? Don't do it Wanna know the truth? Don't do it My advice to the youth? Don't do it Tryna bust plays? Don't do it Then post it on your page? Don't do it Yeah, the game really changed, don't do it Thеy'll throw you in the cage, don't do it I was kickin' game with my lil' nigga Told him that thе streets ain't on shit He said he don't sell drugs, he ain't ****in' with the frauds He ain't ****in' with the scams and the bank shit Told his ass, "Please be careful" Soon as the feds see you, they ain't gon' help you Niggas really be informants, they be helpful Nigga, who you think the info gettin' dealt to? I was in the trenches with the trench babies They'll wet a nigga up, they some drench babies They love Glocks with the sticks, they some switch babies I get caught with the gun, had prints, maybe Shot spotters givin' them the location GPS follow when you go places Built in the car, so you can't get far Can't go on high-speeds, so it's no chases Drones and the helicopters flyin' down Phone records show the area you ridin' down Can't get away with shit these days With the telephone calls and the serve logs all around Gotta sign in just to live life If you got out the way, then you did right This not GTA, this real life Police dogs be tryna take a real bite Oh, you interested in crime? Don't do it Finna put it on the line? Don't do it Wanna know the truth? Don't do it My advice to the youth? Don't do it Tryna bust plays? Don't do it Then post it on your page? Don't do it Yeah, the game really changed, don't do it They'll throw you in the cage, don't do it (Patta) Penitentiary chances, the devil dances I had dreams made of pockets, advances City is scandalous, full of them bandits Put them Forgis on, you see the glasses Still in the robbin', the killin', the murder Police'll shoot, lay you flat like a burger Slow like a turtle, he wanna race, though Talk behind my back, all in your face, though Mold it like Play-Doh, you better lay low Stay in your business and stay on your cake flow Quit all the hate, bro, cut out the snakery Ray Charles with all the flattery, I see fakery Give me some spacery, overlook hatery My partner told on me, hot as a bakery Street ain't no love, though, something you should know Diamonds on my neck and teeth, that's a hood glow Oh, you interested in crime? Don't do it Finna put it on the line? Don't do it Wanna know the truth? Don't do it My advice to the youth? Don't do it Tryna bust plays? Don't do it Then post it on your page? Don't do it Yeah, the game really changed, don't do it They'll throw you in the cage, don't do it
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