Lyrics:
the dope game
or the rap game
or what situation
your in my friend
there is no such thing as a fuckin friend
maybe you out to get them secretly
they out
You gotta do what ya feel
Do what ya feel
If it's real
Exit planet Venus for a Brooklyn stroll
Jazzy fly, nappy things, plaits, to a roll
bullshittin', you get hit with hysteria,
'Cause I'ma bury a big one inside your private area,
All hell is in your tush,
When cool G. Rap push pushes inside
the texture of her hair
Fancy cars and gold teeth, G-strings and things
The almighty dollar replace the wedding ring
The Ark of the Covenant was held by
marijuana mixture
Kool-aid in my double cup it's real purple like elixir
I won't ever stress a hoe G $o'll hit her wit da mixer
Nut all in that lil bitch face
of you lames
To hard to be in this rap shit in da streets it's da same
To throwed up in this game
To true to my hood
I'm to down to get down
So lets
how they raised
I'm moving in silence
If this shit get violent
I'm keeping it G
Ain saying a thing
N***** acting as tough as they wanna be
All that
beat
On da beat spittin voodoo to woo woop ladies
On da beat chantin JuJu to coo cool hades
Maffi maffi wii killin ish on da beat
My habit habit killin
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
cracking, but I keep it cool, you know?
This is why they fuck with me
This is why they fuck with me (real talk)
I'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your
little bitch
(Make sure you bring it 'Pac)
Around the way type shit
(Ayy yo 'Pac do that shit Westside style)
All them little hidden words in your raps
All
writer
Tall tribes of Juda, deeper than books
Watch what you cook cuz you might get hooked
Man... I miss real MCs
Like Kool G Rap, written in graffiti
I'm authentic so I rap about real shit
Please do not test me, I could flick on the kill switch
I know I say things I don't really mean, but you still
on the regular, checkin my ends
Bought another fresh drop top (top) Benz
Yep yep yep, +Just Da Pimpin in Me+
Twenty G's on the block when I hit L.B.
Stashed a lil'
jocking, stop talking
Shut up, hush up
Please, shut the fuck up
Shut up, dude, shut up
Das Racist is the new Kool G Rap
Peep us at the Grammys
We'd
bite Kane, Rakim, study G. Rap
I got some new shit, mental secrets for yo' asscrack
Let me get real, before that ass breach that contract
I got
(Oh my goodness)
Juice Crew Allstars
[ cool G Rap ]
cool G Rap, terrorist, metaphor analyst
Fans I enlist and opponents I dismiss
Erase
(Oh my goodness)
Juice Crew Allstars
[ cool G Rap ]
cool G Rap, terrorist, metaphor analyst
Fans I enlist and opponents I dismiss
Erase
scooter
Everything was good
On my scooter
In the neighborhood
On my scooter
Ayo
Green
Cream
Cheese
G’s
We
Seek
These
Things
Money, money get it over here,
Shit's just to real, respect my mind
I'm tell'n you what's real, I'm a come like this
Verse 1:
Money making is my thing, Cause I'm try'n
and i pay it
Hol on he tryna play with da bread he got a hole in his head
Most of my killers got fades or dreads Ima real G standin by what i said
Keep
Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed
Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed
'Cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap
P-funk
Obie Trice, real name, no gimmicks
Rap, I been in it ever since I was invented
That's 'cause a nigga live it
My records wield digits in history,
'Cause the white man's rippin' us off once again
Real hip-hop, my man
Fool, the rap game's hijacked
You need to listen, nigga
The rap game's hijacked
.jpg/222px-Kool_G_Rap_(cropped).jpg "Kool G Rap")
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