Testi:
Cool And The Gang

I could see were purples and reds and her silhouette wavin' goodbye she didn't come there lookin' for love and the cool thing was neither did I and neither

with a whole gang of brew And his game on tight plus he rhymin' too You can't beat that, Rob Bacon got the sack And all you stragglaz - let me show you

and my nine I'm as cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen Boss Hog and this 'Pac nigga... picture us rollin

with no support in your back you?re only strong when you?ve got your gang with you beating up some innocent say, how cool are you you do the robot and

my mamma never would let me play outside. But when I got enrolled in elementary school, started bangin' like a fuckin' fool. So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster

won't believe me Lessons learned that I could walk a tight rope Even though I toke and choke, don't provoke Uh, now you can call me Afu-rastahood 'Cause I rob from the rich and

blacks And no where 'round will there be crack Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back And all my tigas gon' bust they guns And no where 'round where the police come And

please He dancing behind me I feel what's under his jeans And I had one too many so I'm under his scheme I mean I'm cool and the gang The music is playing

The type of chick that won?t flip and get it all fucked up (yeah) A woman that?s independent who can handle her bizz A hip-hop fan who knows who Gang