The Symphony Kool G. Rap

That verse was the calm, now here's the storm... Next up (Yo, I believe that's me). Craig G, light up the mic for the Symphony.

The Symphony Part II Kool G. Rap

Artist: Marley Marl f/ Masta Ase, Big Daddy Kane, , Craig G, Daddy Shane Album: Marley Marl In Control, Volume 2 Song: (Masta Ase) I'm about to run, run a race wit the rhythm If you know the

Play it Kool Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

-> Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo) [Kool G. Rap] I play it Kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player Your record player ain't nothin without the funky rhyme sayer Kool G.

Drama Kool G Rap

Eh-body always wanna know what know what the G In Kool G Rap stand for, Giancana nigga, gangsta Quick to gank ya ass with the Gaincana gash gash You heard [Kool G Rap] Yo here come the one who's know to

My Life (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Capone-N-Noreaga) Kool G Rap

[G-Wise * vocoder box effect] Yeahhh, yeh yeh - G.

Fall Back Kool G. Rap

[L] Yeah, check this shit out [K] Kool G. Rap and my dog Big L [K] Holdin it di-down, ya heard?

Blaze Wit Ya`ll Kool G Rap

[Kool G Rap] (Yo!! G Rap nigga) See y'all thought it was a game right? Like y'all ain't know this was gon' happen?

Blaze Wit Ya'll Kool G Rap

[Kool G Rap] (Yo!! G Rap nigga) See y'all thought it was a game right? Like y'all ain't know this was gon' happen?

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo Men At Work

<Polo: yo G Rap Since we didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money!

Butcher Shop Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

<I'm Kool G Rap Their latest release (x2) I'm Kool G Rap...and he's Polo> He's the big boss when his hands criss-cross Up and down the crossfader turning wax to sauce It ain't a hip-hop

The realest Kool G. Rap

[Intro] [Pee]this the killa's shit dun [G. Rap]No Doubt .The undisputed.. [Chorus] [Kool G.

The Streets Kool G Rap

(Chorus) The streets, yo where it happen at The streets, is where they clapping at The streets, is where the action at The streets, is where they packing at The streets, is where its cracking at The streets

Kool is Back Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

articles Everytime I build the plan and killed the man MC's got smoked without a filter and skunked them up like marijuana Terminator of data and your rhymes is Sarah Conner You can't rip out, rap

Dramacide Kool G. Rap

[Kool G.

Ghetto Knows Kool G. Rap

Chorus: repeat 2X Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go (G: And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows) [Kool G.

Ghetto Knows Kool G Rap

Chorus: repeat 2X Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go (G: And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows) [Kool G.

Bedtime Stories Kool G. Rap

[Bookie] Check it out Uh Now let me tell you a story about a nigga livin' on the edge Kinda like takin' the chances of jumpin' off the ledge A money maker Would often get involved wit the shit

Foul Cats Kool G Rap

they got to lit the tec up [Kool G Rap] It was a setup, my nigga got hit, they blew his chest up The hollow tips ripped his vest up, son is messed up and blessed up; call my cast up -- it's time

Cakes Kool G. Rap

Yo [Kool G Rap] Yo we divide cakes to rise the stakes Me and my apes die for papes Bust heat and hide from jake Up in the skyscrape, on top of the world Back yourself against the wall, gun brawl

Good Die Young Kool G Rap

[Chorus: Kool G Rap] Only the good soldiers die young To stay alive up in these streets you gotsta fly one Fore the flamers make you famous aimin to ply one Niggaz is dyin over pie crumbs, the live

Let the Games Begin Kool G. Rap

[Kool G.

For Da Brothaz Kool G. Rap

me hard as hell to see my dog up in the coffin People droppin a rose when the casket is closed Hey yo, that's the name of the game out on the street, that's how it goes They say: "Live by the trigger

For Da Brothaz Kool G Rap

It hit me hard as hell to see my dog up in the coffin People droppin' a rose when the casket is closed Hey yo, that's the name of the game out on the street, that's how it goes They say: "Live by

4, 5, 6 Kool G. Rap

4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread black! 4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread!

Fight Club Kool G Rap

get 'em up, get 'em up now (Background): feeling like coming through [Kool G Rap] Yo somebody wanna Giancana mark for death What a hard test spark your best Better aim for the heart and chest stay sharp

4,5,6 Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread black! 4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's Headcrack, time to get the bread!

Cannon Fire Kool G. Rap

they thighs scraped And little PUS that's why raped A kid inside his gate get murdered by jake A young nigga try ta fly capes, and get caught on the FBI tape In verse of the State Lost the case and

Tekilla Sunrise Kool G Rap

from my nigga Vatche How big your blanks be, ain't nothin scot-free I'm ready to cop three, talk to me papi before the shots put out the Nazi's Call off your Rockies Yo pap they cockin back the glocksies

Blowin' Up In The World Kool G Rap

of sugar for my kool-aid I wasn't freshly dipped, my gear was straight ripped, I'm trippin' 'Cause my winter coat got lost buttons And zippers that wouldn't stay zipped I never remembered the brother

Know Da Game Kool G Rap

A giver wit the nets?

Home Sweet Funeral Home Kool G. Rap

, walkin' across the seas like a Moses maid Approachin' rappers, me and G Rap be the rapper clappers Shotter wit tecs, we break y'all down like y'all common factors Steady heat, that's when the juvy

Gangsta Gangsta Kool G Rap

end of the night to step outside wit me You know the history of the guys with me?

Daddy Figure Kool G Rap

or two you can have it all 'cause I like the style in you all you gotta do is be real and stay true chill in the Jacuzzi with the G tatoo by ya lap boo we can run around and act fool your Daddy Figure

Thug Chronicles Kool G Rap

[Kool G Rap] We bring the thug shit for real nigga You know how we do Y'all know how a nigga bring it Straight direct at you kid Like a Don from out of Sicily; under the arm is where the pistol be Top

Money on my Brain Kool G. Rap

Motherfuckin Kool G. Rap and B1 and my motherfuckin man Grimm Just comin with somethin to keep the brainstem ..

Holla Back Kool G Rap

[AZ] Yeah.. it's 2G Brooklyn-Queens connection Y'all bout to feel somethin, y'all never felt before Aiyyo G, you know I'm like a trey-eight special I'm close range Fuckin with you I gotta get AK material

Money On My Brain Kool G Rap

Motherfuckin' Kool G.

Da Bosses Lady Kool G Rap

the bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got some of that for me?...would you kiss me if I wear that hat? Verse 1 (Kool G.

It's Nothing Kool G Rap

This ain't your ordinary rap It's extrordinary scrap - Cris', pour the Henny back like It's nothing! (What's my name?)

Thugs Anthem Kool G Rap

[Kool G. Rap] Strictly for all the chicks that's on the strip to get loot For all my niggas that don't ever trip to hit ?

3 to the Dome Kool G. Rap

*carried over from previous song* [Kool G Rap] Aiyyo check it out yo, this is Kool G Rap Lettin you know from the foundation, Road to the Riches Sway & Tech represented for a cat The next album,

Friend of Mine Kool G. Rap

Chorus (all 3) It be the money niggas, with the respect and all the power keep the Teck beside the shower condo's be on the Towers livin' what comes out the Mouth of all you cowards, introducin' Kool

Naturally Born (Prod. By Ayatollah) Kool G Rap

Yeah yeah So now you know Queens is in the building But niggas be chillin at the round table building The robberies and killers yeah man They ran up in the spot Knew the glock was in the ceiling Sad

Fast Life Kool G Rap

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it Verse One: Kool G Rap Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis didn't cream?

Thug Ones Kool G. Rap

aint a party till its thugged out Thugged out, we in the club with the 'crys and rub-out A party aint a party till its thugged out Thugged out, you in the club, then get the fuck out [Kool G.

Mafioso Kool G. Rap

Verse 1: Who macks the most shit? smoke ya whole clique like roach spliffs who's ro's drip enough to hold drifts and float ships? no mo' shifts, I hold enough chips to toast Criss It's G.

QBG Kool G. Rap

[Funkmaster Flex] PRODIGY, KOOL G RAP!

Death Threat Kool G. Rap

Some think that I'm a flake, but I'm no fake nigga cause I Drink a bitch, make him a witch and burn his ass at the stake With the .44 mag it's so simple Put it to his temple, fuck it, I give a nigga

Stick To Ya Gunz Kool G Rap

Intro (sampled): Calling the police, calling the G men Calling all americans to war on the underworld All I need is money, and I'm getting that money tonight Verse One: Lil' Fame Let's take

Executioner Style Kool G. Rap

Rap (repeat 2X) I keeps my forty-five loaded with dum-dums, in rear I hold this right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded Cause G.