Lyrics:
Awhh yeah
Break me off some of the real players shit
What's up motherfuckers? This is Khayree
And I posted at this here
Spot with 2Pac, Mac-Mall
Ray
wanna be a dad, rap and chase a check for real
Da hood gone, my W's up, reppin' still
I will never git my just due cause I'm from Pleasantville
up here at the Ammo Dump
with my nigga Alladdin, SLJ, LP and my nigga Henry G
Yeah, we do the shit like this
Verse One:
The card after the ace is
the trap
Down in the meadow
All these niggas wanna rap
Down in the meadow
I got these bitches on my back
Fuck around a G and get hit with a bat
Fuck around
you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight
[Hook]
[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp
cool G Rap and Polo
Back again
What?
This is poison so be alert and cautious
Those who act courageous you will get nauseous
Infected
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Real hood nigga, polo tees for da summer
Real hood nigga, polo tees for da summer
Real go getter, double G’s for da summer
Real hood nigga, pull her hair
you not gonna show face after that stunt
At rap's only awards and you ain't show up
You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed
By these black
baby, I'm way more than a fling
And I'm up on the game that you o.g.'s brings
Damn it's like that, chronological attacks?
You talkin' real greasy,
neva thought this thing wud ever happen (let's go!)
Yea we smoke loud! (LOUD!)
And we drink Gud! (GUD!)
And we party hard,
Just like G's shud
I'm
Spending tomorrows money,
Rap music
I got the right to do it
The minute I
Wake up I
Gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Lets call us some
back my g
The shit utes do got me sippin my tea
Trust me I dont care who like me
Maybe thats the reason I do do I.G
Niggas hate but its kool doe
Man ah
from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all
can't rap, because he talks with a lisp
But I got paid, now you feel stupid
Amazed by the style the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock G's, trunk
fa those who really got me run way deeper than the ocean
And I'm bein real
I don't rap to please yo ears I'll tell you how I really feel
They hated
It's a demo
It's a demo
It's a demo
It's a demo
People in the audience Kool G Rap is my name
I write rhymes and insert them inside your
gears real quick
You could hear the engine purr when I move my stick
Man the body frame slick and the body paint sick
The trunk way big and the headlights
Feels good being bad
Putting g's on black
If we lose, we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by
Prolly ran by half a bitch
You keep race a thing we tripping on
But I don't give a damn ugh
Imma color myself in with sharpie
Cause I can
Yo chopper
and the rap so good big, c4
See a lotta tapes, but it ain't real
But a fake elevated by the dreams, on a television man I know how you feel
Like a rap in
[CHORUS]
Hope that, we can be, be together real soon
I hope that, we can be, be together real soon
Just a little bit of gang in the damn thing
Let
gettin murdered by
the D.A. says they got me on a felony
I'm tryin to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin me?
The streets are war, that's what
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