Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread black! 4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread! I rolled on every cee-lo corner that I know inside the city Kiddies, I g

verse 1: who macks the most shit? smoke ya whole clique like roach spliffs who's ro's drip enough to hold drifts and float ships? no mo' shifts i hold enough chips to toast criss it's g. rap the cat that's on your wanted most list i wrote this so you

[Intro/Outro: repeat 2X ] Foul cats scheamin up the setup Tryin to leave me and my cream wet up Two in the head leaded up Call the coroners to make they bed up Infrared shit from neck up Before they got to lit the tec up [Kool G Rap] It was a setup m

[Intro/Chorus] I'm thug for life, ain't no changin me I'm thug for life, ain't no changin me I pop off guns and live dangerously I'm lot more nigga than you aimin to be My Range bling, platty chain hang to the knee I'm thug for life, ain't no changin

[ti:Hitmans Diary] [ar:Kool G Rap] [al:Roots of Evil] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.58]Hitmans Diary - Kool G Rap [00:09.58]Yo it's a hit you picked [00:10.90]the wrong cat to fuck with [00:12.18]The wrong thug kid to buck [00:13.42]with you better duck qu

I dreamed that I was at a club scene where all the thugs be Every criminal mug be living in luxury what the fuck G? That must be Bugsy in the black tux over there with Lucky Bring my heater niggaz might try to slug me Take me out in back of the club

Home Sweet Funeral Home - Kool G Rap f/ Papoose the Lyrical One, Jinx Home sweet funeral home, nigga that's where you're shown Call in the cider box, 6 blown in your chest and dome For tryin' ta hold the fort down, but couldn't hold it Cuz *****in' w

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:00.00](Chorus) [00:10.00]The streets, yo where it happen at [00:12.00]The streets, is where they clapping at [00:13.00]The streets, is where the action at [00:15.00]The streets, is where they packing at [00:16.00]The streets, is

artist:kool g rap songs title:one dark night la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la last night got caught in a gunfight i think it was like four niggaz clutchin they burners and bustin but only could see one in sight

The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A. We gotta set our own market, and enforce it Verse One: Kool G Rap Champagne wishes of caviar dreams, a team that's gettin cream With sales of fish scales

Back in the days was kinda crazy, kid. I started out with nothin'. Wasn't livin' like Thanksgiving; I was turkey without the stuffin'. Sometimes I sweared to God that I was headed for the poorhouse. Say mama caught the drama; she would bleed tryin' t

[G-Wise * vocoder box effect] Yeahhh, yeh yeh - G. Rap that's gangsta (my life nigga) [Chorus: G-Wise * vocoder] All of my life, I live I'll be thuggin with youuuuuuu Thug it out baby, thug it out baby Don't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin it