Time Lyrics - Young Scooter

[Chorus: Young Scooter] 

Do your crime nigga, do your time 

Niggas tell not to do time 

You get your time, you can't press rewind 

You done signed on that dotted line 

I'm on a paper route, I'm on the grind 

Yeah I'm workin' overtime 

Do your crime nigga, do your time 

Niggas tell not to do time 

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[Verse 1: Young Scooter] 

They gave Rick seventeen 

For twenty-two bricks of clean 

I been hustlin' my whole life 

I saw some shit that you ain't never seen 

Talkin' murder or a robbery 

I really came up from poverty 

My cousin he got three felonies 

They gave him thirty for a quarter key 

Look at Reverend Al Sharpton, he took down the mafia 

Nobody never kept it real as Meech and John Gotti 

They snitchin' on them documentaries before you start watchin' 

Niggas doin' a lot of tellin', ain't nobody droppin' 

What's wrong with the streets? 

You can tell they get whacked, that's how it supposed to be 

Take the stand, cop a plea to get his time cut 

Nigga told on his right hand, that's fucked up 

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[Chorus: Young Scooter] 

Do your crime nigga, do your time 

Niggas tell not to do time 

You get your time, you can't press rewind 

You done signed on that dotted line 

I'm on a paper route, I'm on the grind 

Yeah I'm workin' overtime 

Do your crime nigga, do your time 

Niggas tell not to do time 

[Verse 2: Young Dolph] 

This shit gettin' hectic, everybody tellin' 

You caught your own charge, do your own time 

At the wrong place at the wrong time 

Caught another case but ain't got the cake 

To bail out so you tellin' out 

Word got around boy you tellin' now 

Damn, you a pussy 

But it don't surprise me though, that's what I expect from you niggas 

I done seen it all 

Matter fact I seen too much 

Salute to all the real plugs that come through in the clutch 

Trap niggas come through in a coupe, burnin' the clutch 

Lil nigga working two plugs like double dutch 

[Chorus: Young Scooter] 

Do your crime nigga, do your time 

Niggas tell not to do time 

You get your time, you can't press rewind 

You done signed on that dotted line 

I'm on a paper route, I'm on the grind 

Yeah I'm workin' overtime 

Do your crime nigga, do your time 

Niggas tell not to do time 

[Verse 3: Trouble] 

These niggas ain't makin' shit shake, these niggas ain't makin' shit shake 

Wrong move get a nigga on a plate, wrong move put your nigga on a plate 

Fuck that, line 'em up, shit, go ahead, get a nigga hundred on straight 

I don't give a fuck, I don't say nothing, twelve comin' through, it's all good, hey 

Thug life, nigga what's happenin' 

Old hundred, nigga what's happenin' 

Free Youngsta, nigga no cappin' with it 

Free paper, nigga ain't rappin' 

Nigga want money on my head, I'm just out to get my bread 

Me and my bitch on meds, hundred thou count it on the bed 

Turn this shit to a mil, I ain't had to sign no deal 

OG helped 'em out the hole, hit 'em with the load, unload it 

Turn around, now we got the hoes, nigga this shit this real 

Forever cases on my head, got no time for no nigga in they feelings