Criminal Outfit Kool G Rap (Ft. N.O.R.E.)

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1: Kool G Rap]
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