maybe if we wasn?t black then we wouldn?t have struggled player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my huddle they cook and I smuggle got twenty pounds
things poppin, thats Jet Set and The Gang eating sushi, few groupies, new clothes and left over room keys and where my good girls to smoke weed and love playing Nintendo Wii and
you, and that's just bein' real wit you You see the truth is everybody wanna know how close me and snoop is And who I'm still cool wit Then I got these
ain't smokin these, this sh*t from out of town. Goons on stage, security in the crowd B*tches pull my shirt, plus they want my towels. They say you cool as hell, and
do dat at gang bang in yo neighborhood but round me wouldn't even throw up your set Motherfuckers do anything for a check, ok dats cool but dont fuck
running wild like a gang from L.A. Telling "Don't think, give me your link and your Pelle Pelle" [A.G.] Look me in my eyes and tell me what you
good like a sweet I hang out with a gang out flat bush with cool beats I found the reverberated shout was goddamn And questions 'bout the methods how the Planets made jam Wallowed through a gang
's OK ("Cool") Hey, cause everything is still Kool and the Gang ("Cool") Let's party cause everybody plays the fool but I play it Kool "Cool.." - Rakim (cut and
the crew, my crew a crew of equals (Yup) Shit was cool when we was teen-agers, we grown men You my people, but I don't need you moanin' and groanin'
parents fought and got wet for that Hosed down, bit by dogs, and got blacks into house arrest for that It's all good except for that - we still poor Money, power and
lesson to be observed No wack rhymes are heard I keep on raising the curve Back and forth I never stick 'em soft I just run it Punks'll shun it, gangs
spots they secrets But what for, cause sex is the law, law And done been many an empire rise and fall From the squares to the players to the pimps and
in the streets No if's, and's, or maybe's Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti Cuz it's Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and
And if it ain't money then I don't look right And that don't sound right I swear you can get a full clip not a sound bit SU-WU gang and if you ain't with
a Saturday evening if I remember it right And we had just gotten back off tour last night So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy If we summoned up the posse and
scenario It was me, D, the M P V The blunts and brew things knockers and Wu-Tang M E T H O shit Look at those lips and hips on that bitch, girl We hit
I get the liquor, and you could get the females This crooked shit that we inflictin' gettin' street sales Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my nine Now, I'm as cool
epitome of Alpo AZ and Nicky Barnes, I rock sticky thumbs I chopped it and I cooked till my hands got numb Shotguns malt-liquor and ones I used to pay homage and