[Kool G. Rap] The last time I caught a body it was recent Gimme a HK, four banana clips, and I'll take on a precinct Yeah, the murder rate is on the rise
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
the C-lock, rollin' waistline and glock is showin' We keep it thugged out, who not knowin' get your knot blown' in Yo yo, Bob Digital and Kool G Rap
dick and shit I bust a nut inside they mouth and they keep lickin it And when I'm fuckin I leave they clitoris in stitches My name is Kool G Rap and I
[missjones] Don't you know that G Rap's straight thuggin And you know you can't stop the shine [Kool G Rap] Uhh, uhh Kool G Rap, Underworld, Illville
would spray my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways (G. Rap) straight gave him a harp to play (Chameleon) I peeped your resume (G. Rap) you with
OPEN security The ones, that that really sittin there And really think, we don't know who they are! "Now that's funky" (4X) [Kool G. Rap] Crime
mile or two you can have it all 'cause I like the style in you all you gotta do is be real and stay true chill in the Ja'causezi with the G tatoo by
[Intro] Heyyo check it This goes out for all of the ones that's walkin' around here Out in the streets blindfolded Not knowin' what's really goin' on
no glass, think fast yo ass too late, muthafucka Put a d-rap too fast (Pun and G Rap are too fast) {scratches} "Act like you want Drama" "Kool G. Rap
I'm on the verge of commitin murder My girl is gettin on my last nerve and I don't wanna hurt her She wants me to get a job I get harassed cause I'm laying
cut, for pooh-butt, rappers hangin from off my two nuts like they was put there by members of the Ku Klux So peep Kool G. Rap, don't sleep, money unless
[VERSE 1] I knew a youngster, met him at 14, a very short scene Fiendin to make his dreams come true, but see, money was caught mean Started runnin wild
miles, bodies stacked up in piles I'm killin executioner style Comin straight off the sidewalks of New York A nigga livin foul -- "I kill em executioner style" - G. Rap
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
M: Yo that is real real fonkee, yo yo what up, G Rap? G Rap: Yo yo what up niggas? M: Yo what up man? You big, you??®e big, nigga! Yo... G: Got
yeah, I wanna fight" *BOOM* Verse Three: Rollin up on niggaz wearin wigs Cause I got a Sig for you nigs and all you motherfuckin pigs Kool G Rap's a
Chorus: repeat 2X Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go (G: And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows) [Kool G. Rap] New York,
