It's a Shame
Kool G Rap Lyrics

And once again it's big G, runnin the number rackets wearing Pele jackets
Kool G Rap is back and running a gambling operation while flaunting his style.

Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the millionaire bracket
He's made a lot of money quickly and is now a millionaire.

The boss of all bosses, I own racehorses and a fortress corridors with olympic torches and Mona Lisa portraits
He's extremely wealthy and powerful and owns expensive possessions and art.

Ja'causezis and saunas and eatin steak at Benny Harner's Bentley's limousine the front yard stream is full of pirahnas
He has luxury cars, exotic pets, and frequents expensive high-end establishments.

I'm set, a private jet, I drink a lot of Beck's Get a lot of sess condo and duplex, diamond infested Rolex
He lives a lavish life with private jets, expensive alcohol, real estate, and luxury watches.

Deliver a crown at the world units with silver china Sippin on finer wine-r you see more shines than diamond miners
He's surrounded by expensive material things like fine china and drinks but also has connections in the illegal diamond trade.

The Highness, kingpin of heroin I'm thorough when I have to bring the terror in Handle business in each and every borough in town or city, I'm rollin like Frank Nitty, I'm rich and pretty
He's high up in the heroin trade and he's ruthless in his business dealings. He's successful in all areas and compares himself to notorious mobster Frank Nitty.

Back up kiddies, I got crimies that's grimy and gritty A nigga that's spunky and likes to keep his pockets chunky Makin most of my money, from all the dopefiends and junkies
He's dangerous and has questionable associates but he likes making money, especially from drugs.

I learned from the best the ones that's livin and the ones that's put to rest So I bless my chest with a vest and pack a Smith-N-Wes 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
He's learned from the best in the illegal world, both from those who are alive and dead. He's armed and dangerous and goes after the big score, not small earnings. His game is to be a true player and he hypes himself up.

Now it's a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar Living in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler
Kool G Rap expresses how sad it is to do illegal things just to make a living, which can be frustrating.

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
He's with a woman who's sexually adventurous and willing to fight for him.

She sits at resteraunt tables with mink foxes and sables Drinkin Cherenade brand label she'll rock a sucker's cradle
She's used to luxury, wears expensive fur, drinks high-end alcohol and knows how to manipulate a man.

And yeah, honey is more bounce to the ounce She walks around with lucci in large amounts Millions inside Swiss bank accounts
She has a lot of money in her possession and is always carrying a lot of cash.

Her name is Tammy, got a beach house in Miami Rides around with a small jammy in her silk and satin panties
Her name is Tammy, she has a house on the beach in Miami and carries a gun in her underwear.

A down hoe, a Foxy Brown hoe, standin her ground hoe And if you clown yo she'll turn into a bust a round hoe
She's not afraid to stand up for herself and can turn violent if provoked.

Fly as a Heaven's Angel got sapphires in her bangles Diamond earrings hangin dingle gettin money from all angles
She's stunningly beautiful with expensive jewelry and has money coming in from various sources.

She's pretty under the New York city bright lights and real light, way after midnight, I hit it cause the slit's tight
She looks good even late at night and he's attracted to her sexually.

Wake up early and make my rounds, break up break down Packin a silver four pound, some clowns be trying to get down
He starts his day early and goes from place to place. He carries a gun because some people try to rob him.

Light up a smoke and grab a stack of C-notes Them slick stick up kids don't get no free dough bro cause I ain't tryin to be broke
He smokes and carries a lot of money. He's not going to give away free money because he doesn't want to be broke.

I goes all out for G Rap and this honey nothin funny It's a damn shame, what I gotta do to get the money
He's willing to do whatever it takes to make money, and laments that it's a sad reality.

Now it's a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar Living in this game, sometimes it makes me wanna holler
He repeats his frustration with having to do questionable things to survive.

It's a damn shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar Living in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler
He reinforces the idea that living a life of crime is a sad necessity.

No it ain't no sleeping over (8X, then fade)
The phrase is repeated several times, suggesting that life in the criminal world is harsh and there's no resting on one's laurels.