Kool G Rap, N.O.R.E. - Criminal Outfit lyrics
[Kool G Rap, N.O.R.E. - Criminal Outfit lyrics]
Yeah, criminal outfit, we kill it
Like, fuck the sky, we rising past the limit
Full clips, ain't no bullshit permitted
Yeah, criminal outfit, we kill it
Criminal outfit, we hit it
The mob way, nigga, dark shades and fitteds
Race cars from the parkways, we did it
Yeah, criminal outfit, we kill it
Chrome'll get waves, homes
Your dome'll get blazed
Get blown with the gauge
Your bones in the grave rich from drug money
The rest from hookers
DT's stressin' the bookers
Niggas wanna a jokes just turn
On the pressure cookers
That nigga's duckin' and dodgin'
Up in the priest, so fuck it, we're sergeants
Guns cut bonkers, fuck it, your conscience
Fuck O M Nasis, 5 Family Click
You live handle these clips
Guns up, get the ones up no late shots
Hit my targets from the lungs up
Triggers click on robbery shit
Split the funds up nigga, four pound hoodie
Down raisin' the gums up
We 'bout raisin' the slums up
Yeah, raisin' the dump up
Yeah, I know gangsta
Killer rich niggas that move to Dubai
So rich
That them niggas try to buy 'em the sky
That mean, Qatar oil money abu Dubai crisis
Fuck baby mama drama they got ex-wife crisis
Ex marines that they hire as sharpshooter
Ebola in your Coca-Cola
While your car cooper
Yeah, you see I show your chick sharing
I threw her in the Uber
She couldn't fit the McLaren
Back in the days of the boulevard of Linden
I used to sell crack and
Always carried the Linen
You the borrowing type
I'm the type that's lending
The object of the game is to
Make more than you're spendin'
You from a different era
You niggas in there pretending you pay half
But you'll be dead if you don't pay the rest
Ain't into teachin', man
I leave that shit to KRS
Cocaine democracy, my philosophy
Kill your hypocrisy for Boardwalk monopoly
You see it's four war place talk
We had to FaceTalk
Made him sniff a whole kilo
It blew his face off
Yeah, criminal outfit, we hit it
Like, fuck the sky, we risin' past the limit
Full clips, ain't no bullshit permitted
Yeah, criminal outfit, we hit it
Criminal outfit, we hit it
Criminal outfit, we hit it
The mob way, nigga, dark shades and fitteds
Race cars from the parkways, we did it
Yeah, criminal outfit, we hit it
Like, fuck the sky, we rising past the limit
Full clips, ain't no bullshit permitted
Yeah, criminal outfit, we kill it
Criminal outfit, we hit it
The mob way, nigga, dark shades and fitteds
Race cars from the parkways, we did it
Yeah, criminal outfit, we kill it
Chrome'll get waves, homes
Your dome'll get blazed
Get blown with the gauge
Your bones in the grave rich from drug money
The rest from hookers
DT's stressin' the bookers
Niggas wanna a jokes just turn
On the pressure cookers
That nigga's duckin' and dodgin'
Up in the priest, so fuck it, we're sergeants
Guns cut bonkers, fuck it, your conscience
Fuck O M Nasis, 5 Family Click
You live handle these clips
Guns up, get the ones up no late shots
Hit my targets from the lungs up
Triggers click on robbery shit
Split the funds up nigga, four pound hoodie
Down raisin' the gums up
We 'bout raisin' the slums up
Yeah, raisin' the dump up
Yeah, I know gangsta
Killer rich niggas that move to Dubai
So rich
That them niggas try to buy 'em the sky
That mean, Qatar oil money abu Dubai crisis
Fuck baby mama drama they got ex-wife crisis
Ex marines that they hire as sharpshooter
Ebola in your Coca-Cola
While your car cooper
Yeah, you see I show your chick sharing
I threw her in the Uber
She couldn't fit the McLaren
Back in the days of the boulevard of Linden
I used to sell crack and
Always carried the Linen
You the borrowing type
I'm the type that's lending
The object of the game is to
Make more than you're spendin'
You from a different era
You niggas in there pretending you pay half
But you'll be dead if you don't pay the rest
Ain't into teachin', man
I leave that shit to KRS
Cocaine democracy, my philosophy
Kill your hypocrisy for Boardwalk monopoly
You see it's four war place talk
We had to FaceTalk
Made him sniff a whole kilo
It blew his face off
Yeah, criminal outfit, we hit it
Like, fuck the sky, we risin' past the limit
Full clips, ain't no bullshit permitted
Yeah, criminal outfit, we hit it
Criminal outfit, we hit it
Criminal outfit, we hit it
The mob way, nigga, dark shades and fitteds
Race cars from the parkways, we did it
Yeah, criminal outfit, we hit it