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On Point Crime (Full Version)
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The Revised & Extended Version of 'On Point Crime' redone for 'The Crime Scene Mixtape Vol.2' out in Detroit.
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Charts
Peak #846
Peak in subgenre #454
Author
C.Brown
Rights
PlatinumPistolz 2005
Uploaded
July 03, 2007
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MP3 2.1 MB 128 kbps 2:20
Story behind the song
Basically This is a 'What If' Song.. What if you lost all your money & extremely limited options to survive. On Point Crime is my answer..
Lyrics
Whether it's 3, 4, 5 or 6 deep QueensBridge & Brownsville Teams'll Bring Beef & Let the Crews Munch Put tha Trey to ya Chest like huggin' School lunch & I Ain’t gotta Robb a nigga From the Slums or the back end I Catch a Couple Bobs From the front of Manhattan Cause he Ain’t Worried about the cash, his ass Invested in funds He don’t wanna lose his Life.. He wanna Rest Wit his son It's Done Best Wit a gun for One day.. Threaten his life Give anything... To see his Bed & his Wife.. again Life again! ..Breathed deep into the lungs of the hood Tell My Thuns that its good.. So we can run to the woods & Plan the next move Bless the loot, break it down, Re-up & eat up just like the best do & Speedin' bullest'll shoot ya manz for tryina' coup the clan like super man was tryin'a catch Lex Luc Think about it now, thats 1.5 Off one dude cakein' Ain't nothing wrong wit On point crime for reperations Then Open back up shop Stack up chops Till Both hoods Mappin’ back off top Yo Son it's easy robb a nicca quick offa greasy You got problems in Brooklyn nicca? Call up ya queens Peeps So we can get it on Tossin' the hood & Fitted on If the Fortune is good let's get it on Cause ain't no jokes when we Takin' this paper Bakin' some cakes up For future plans shaken the states up Just hold the cops back.. Take his whip wit the clip for some chip's Dip, & Tell'em "Chop Dat" Cause ain't no life for a black male pushed to the edge It's limited options Wit crack sells you booked wit the feds.. So real niccaz gonna do, what we gotta do You rich? My dun's is Starvin' duke Fuck it nigga I'm robbin' you
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