and once again it s big g runnin the number rackets wearin pelle jackets fast loot tactics i m well up in the millionaire bracket the boss of all bosses i own racehorses and a fortress corridors with olympic torches and mona lisa portraits jacuzzis and saunas and eatin steak at benihana s bentley s limousine the front yard stream is full of piranhas i m set a private jet i drink a lot of beck s get a lot of sex condo and duplex diamond infested rolex the leather recliner the wall units with silver china sippin on finer wine r you see more shines than diamond miners the highness kingpin of heroin i m thorough when i have to bring the terror and handle business in each and every borough and town or city i m rollin like frank nitti i m rich and pretty back up kiddies i got crimies that s grimy and gritty a nigga that s spunky and likes to keep his pockets chunky makin most of my money from all the dope fiends and junkies i learned from the best the ones that s livin and the ones that s put to rest so i bless my chest with a vest and pack a smith n wes and then i m off to get the snaps not the scraps the game is be a real mack the name is kool g rap now it s a damn shame what i gotta do just to make a dollar livin in this game sometimes it makes you wanna holla it s a damn shame what i gotta do just to make a dollar livin in this game sometimes it makes you wanna holla i got a fly hoe up under the wing a swinger that does her thing and if you step inside my ring she ll bang it out and make your brains hang she sits at restaurant tables with mink foxes and sables drinkin charentes brand label she ll rock a sucka s cradle and yeah honey gets more bounce to the ounce she walks around with lucci in large amounts millions inside swiss bank accounts her name is tammy got a beach house in miami rides around with a small jammy in her silk and satin panties a down hoe a foxy brown hoe standin her ground hoe and if you clown yo she ll turn into a bust a round hoe fly as a heaven s angel got sapphires in her bangles diamond earrings hang and dangle gettin money from all angles she s pretty under the new york city bright lights and real late way after midnight i hit it cause the slit s tight wake up early and make my rounds break a brick down packin a silver four pound some clowns be tryin to get down light up a smoke and grab a stack of c notes them slick stick up kids don t get no free dough bro cause i ain t tryin to be broke i goes all out for g rap and his honey nothing s funny it s a damn shame what i gotta do to get the money  now it s a damn shame what i gotta do just to make a dollar livin in this game sometimes it makes you wanna holla it s a damn shame what i gotta do just to make a dollar livin in this game sometimes it makes you wanna holla no it ain t no sweet hangover no sweet hangover no it ain t no sweet hangover no it ain t no sweet hangover no it ain t no sweet hangover no it ain t no sweet hangover no it ain t no sweet hangover no it ain t no sweet hangover3
['alternative hip hop', 'boom bap', 'east coast hip hop', 'gangster rap', 'hardcore hip hop', 'hip hop', 'old school hip hop', 'queens hip hop', 'rap']