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House Of Pain - "It Aint A Crime (Uk Remix)"
Lyrics to It Aint A Crime (Uk Remix) : Johnny was a bad boy He was a juvenile delinquent He had his picture On the wall of every precinct He had a rep for hangin out with his homies Puffin on the blunts And sippin on the 40s But when he spoke Nobody would listen And when he was home His parents, they would diss him They called him a bum A worthless piece of shit So over this he had a fit And now he grabs his bag And heads for the door And walks to the neighborhood Liquor store Pulls out a gat And tells the old man, "Hit the floor" Then breaks open his register drawer Pulls out the money Stuffs it in his pocket Points his pistol Then he starts to cock it The man panicks and the gun goes off Stupid old fool Made Johnny blow his head off But he dont care Cause he was taught It aint a crime If ya dont get caught chorus(3x) It aint a crime if you dont get caught Thats how it is homie like it or not Now, comin out of the store Johnny shot two acpedic Jews When he got home His face was on the news His mom freaked out Told him, "Get the fuck out" Thats when the pigs rolled up So, yo he ducked out He hit the back door Like his name was Carl Lewis Dipped to the pay phone To find out where his crew is He called up his home boy Jose[word up] "Can I come over, my man'" He said, "No way!" The cop- was here He was lookin all over for ya But I told the pig I didnt know ya He said, "Cool, pick me up at the school I need a ride cause Im wanted for homicide" Johnnys got his gun And hes on the run But he dont care To him, the shits fun Now that hes an outlaw Sorta like Robin Hood The hard-rock hero Of the whole neighborhood If they catch him Hell wind up in court, but It aint a crime if ya dont get caught[ha ha] chorus It aint a sale if it dont get bought It aint a show if I dont get paid She aint a ho if ya dont get laid [ It Aint A Crime (Uk Remix) Lyrics ]
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