Above the Law, Kannon “Caviar” Cross, Kam - Don't Do the Crime lyrics

True crime in the streets of LA
Active Vision, Bomb Squad makin' it
Whattup?, we're on the way

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 M, due to the graphic 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 spit's 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 SC 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 LA
I got my twin 45, cocked, ready for gun play
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
SC - 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 LA
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 niggas 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 LA
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 LA 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