Out for That Life

Lyrics

[Intro: Kool G Rap] Yo, Moss, let's go in Yeah, act like you know I'm out for that life [Verse 1: Kool G Rap] Gimme a check You know the team making mad noise Real on the code, Richie bitches in the lab, boy Sick as shelter life, wanna run with the bad boys Helicopters snap shots, poppin' for the tabloids Up in the club, burner tucked in the ass, boy Vintage whip like Charlie Sheen's dash boys Gettin' oral, from a bitch with a name that be immortal Get stripped of all morals From a nigga hardbody on that Queens shit Stay robbin' hard, now world on the team dick Exotic bitches, fat asses with the mean lips Palm trees, water caves and serene shit The arsenal up in the crib, take my ring clips Tape her too, your girl wanna be on the scene with Gas operator, rifle with 'em for the clean hit Lifetime hood nigga, now it's time the scene quit (I'm out for that life) [Chorus: Kool G Rap] Did every hood nigga wanna live? 200 on the whip, half a mil on the crib 200 on the whip, half a mil on the crib (I'm out for that life) [Verse 2: Raekwon] Lavish dinners, I smoke with the winners Sippin' Crew, blunts is big, Uzi's is new Fresh pair of British, yo I sit with the chemist Using iodine and morphine based in Guinness Sneaker game is famous, jewelry from Qatar to Bar Up in my G9, that's wood Mercedes Living raw, clean cut, just me and a mean plug Sell a few tons to my sons, Moroccan rum Get burnt, light ounces, back in the mountains We can pray, train with the bears and give 'em Airs Try not go in there, press play, lines that Chef say Established from under the building, we're the best today Disrupt the leaders, it's on, yo, I'm squeezing That's that, this is simple, plus a Biblical fact To slay matyrs, yo we partners In the culture, no vultures Street legend, a legend (I'm out for that life) [Chorus; Kool G Rap] Did every hood nigga wanna live? 200 on the whip, half a mil on the crib 200 on the whip, half a mil on the crib [Verse 3: Kool G Rap] Yo, you can take a nigga out the hood But not the hood out a nigga Be in Hollywood OD'ing like River Me and all my niggas in and out of dope cars But bread can't hang from your favorite show stars Cage these stingrays, shades for the sun rays Chick with a head scarf, Marilyn Monroe shades Made by Chloe, that's at least three-thousand On a bitch eyes, act like you know me! 90 on the highway, you looking at him sideways Blinded by the Liberace diamond, a peon way Doing it the live way, black unlimited Pull up in some shit that make the city look primitive K-G-R carved in the gates on the premises Lime on the eyelids, taking off the blemishes 20 to the tailor for the suits with suspenders Hood nigga tryna bag a bitch for the winter (I'm out for that life) [Chorus: Kool G Rap] Did every hood nigga wanna live? 200 on the whip, half a mil on the crib 200 on the whip, half a mil on the crib (I'm out for that life) I'm out for that life