Susi: C major
Verse 1
Em
And once again it's Big G,
runnin' the number racket,
Sprearin' Pele jackets,
that's Luke Texas,
I'm well up in the millionaire bracket,
Divorce of all bosses,
I always horses in the fortress
Corridors with Olympic torches
and Mona Lisa portraits
Jabouzis and Saunas
and eatin' steak at Benihana's Bentleys,
limousine, the front yard
streamin' full of piranhas
Upset, a private jet,
I drink a lot of Becks
Get a lot of sex, condo in duplex,
diamond -infested Rolex
Deliver a crown under all units
with silver china
Sippin' on fine Awana,
you see most times
a diamond mine is the highest
Campin' up heroin, I'm thoroughin',
I have to bring the terror in
Handle business in each and
every barrel in
Downtown the city,
I'm rollin' like Frank Nitti
I'm rich and pretty, back up kiddies
I got crommies that's grimy and gritty
A nigga that's spunky
and likes to keep his pockets chunky
Making most of my money
from all the dope fiends and junkies
I learn from the best,
the ones that's livin'
And the ones that split the rest
So I bless my chest with a vest
and pack a spliffin' whip
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 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 had to 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 meat boxes and stables
Drinkin' champagne, brand labels
She rockin' suckers, cradle in gear
Honey, it's more bounce than an ounce
She walks around with luchi
in large amounts
Millions of socks with spanker counts
Her name is Tammy,
got a beach house in Miami
Rides around with a small jammie
and a silk and satin panties
A down hoe,
a foxy brown hoe standin' on ground
Oh, and if you're a clown,
yo, she'll turn into a bus around
I'll fly as a heaven's angel,
got sapphires in her bangles
Diamond earrings hangin' dangle,
gettin' money from her lingles
She's pretty under the New
York City bright lights
In real life, way after midnight,
I hit it cause the slits tight
Wake up early and make my rounds,
break up, break down
Packin' in silver, four pounds,
some clowns be tryin' to get down
Light up a smoke and grab
a stack of Cinos
Them slicks stick up kids,
don't get no free, don't broke
Cause I ain't tryin' to be broke,
I goes all out for D -Rap business
Honey, nothin's funny,
it's a damn shame what I gotta do to get
it's a damn shame what I gotta do
just to make it my life
Believe it or not,
sometimes it makes me wanna holla
It's a damn shame what I gotta do
just to make a dollar
Believe it or sometimes
it makes me wanna holla
No, it ain't no sweet thing over for me
No, it ain't no sweet thing over for
No, there ain't no sweet, ain't no love
No, there ain't no sweet, ain't no love
No, there ain't no sweet, ain't no love
No, ain't no sweet, ain't no love
No, there ain't no sweet, ain't no love
Em
Em
No, it ain't no sweet hangover
No, it ain't no sweet hangover
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