Da Heat (Explicit)-Kool G Rap
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HookStill on this paperchase
Load the stacks up in the safe
Because champagne tastes with beer money to wet the cake
Me and my peoples play for high stakes
Look out for FBI jakes to turn up the case and place me upstake
Verse 1：Kool G RapBut yo its all legal
Every last printed bolegal
We started out small people now we's all lethal
From poverty the land property run a monopoly
We properly sending butterleather s**tting mahogany
Call it robbery just as long as I grab the lottery
I'm tryna prospectally strictly going for jackpottery obviously
Kool G Rap unlike a lotta G's
For novelty models be stripping
Like the s**t's pornography the odyssey lyrical prodigy
See my philosophy like Socrates
Logically cats follow me catastrophically
Apart from G
Your role models be and anything less is just an S O and S with the apostrophe
F**k all that hypocrisy
You know who got with these lyrics about the street heat first
Check my biography its possibly
Cause I was ahead of my time like a prophecy monstrosity
N***a wanna copy me like photography
HookLadies：Its so its so hot hotcome get it on
Kool G Rap：Straight bringin the heat son
4 times
Verse 2：Kool G RapWe keep the rocks flowingthe Glocks blowingthe pockets swollen
The proper Clis growing not big as Samoans
Got cash flowing out the colon
Be on the yard dash like Jesse Owens
Tryna get stripes and riches like Bolen
People look out for Jakes patrolling
They hate to see n***as be straight out holding mad diamonds glowing and the papers folding
We rolling Kennedy Caver status living at lavish
Cop the s**t that's as hot as a raddish
Five o' one quarter carats from outta Paris
My movements is moving quicker than Randy Travis
The lyrical style ravishes creeping past all your averages
Carry my own weight f**k astro packages
Just make sure there's a quick savages from under the hat attack with bad habits kid
They'll thump your whole wig get you digged just for one more hole in the Earth to dig
When I spit the s**t from out the cig
Its nothing short from bloodsport to get your mug torched
Listen to what the thugs taught
Before you get rocked down on the block for cops to find your blood caught
From stunning missles
That I could ceases all your blood and tissue
Got dirt by the fake ones and all the unofficials
Load the stacks up in the safe
Because champagne tastes with beer money to wet the cake
Me and my peoples play for high stakes
Look out for FBI jakes to turn up the case and place me upstake
Verse 1：Kool G RapBut yo its all legal
Every last printed bolegal
We started out small people now we's all lethal
From poverty the land property run a monopoly
We properly sending butterleather s**tting mahogany
Call it robbery just as long as I grab the lottery
I'm tryna prospectally strictly going for jackpottery obviously
Kool G Rap unlike a lotta G's
For novelty models be stripping
Like the s**t's pornography the odyssey lyrical prodigy
See my philosophy like Socrates
Logically cats follow me catastrophically
Apart from G
Your role models be and anything less is just an S O and S with the apostrophe
F**k all that hypocrisy
You know who got with these lyrics about the street heat first
Check my biography its possibly
Cause I was ahead of my time like a prophecy monstrosity
N***a wanna copy me like photography
HookLadies：Its so its so hot hotcome get it on
Kool G Rap：Straight bringin the heat son
4 times
Verse 2：Kool G RapWe keep the rocks flowingthe Glocks blowingthe pockets swollen
The proper Clis growing not big as Samoans
Got cash flowing out the colon
Be on the yard dash like Jesse Owens
Tryna get stripes and riches like Bolen
People look out for Jakes patrolling
They hate to see n***as be straight out holding mad diamonds glowing and the papers folding
We rolling Kennedy Caver status living at lavish
Cop the s**t that's as hot as a raddish
Five o' one quarter carats from outta Paris
My movements is moving quicker than Randy Travis
The lyrical style ravishes creeping past all your averages
Carry my own weight f**k astro packages
Just make sure there's a quick savages from under the hat attack with bad habits kid
They'll thump your whole wig get you digged just for one more hole in the Earth to dig
When I spit the s**t from out the cig
Its nothing short from bloodsport to get your mug torched
Listen to what the thugs taught
Before you get rocked down on the block for cops to find your blood caught
From stunning missles
That I could ceases all your blood and tissue
Got dirt by the fake ones and all the unofficials
