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kool g rap and dj polo - train robbery lyrics

[kool g. rap]
down the subway stairs, straight through the turnstyle
no smile, but i’m waitin in the station for the 7 to turn it wild
me and my three shorties, guzzlin forties
we’re bout to rob and steal and get real f-ckin naughty
one carries a three pound, the other a four-fifth
both ready to buck and ain’t nuttin to be f-cked with
it’s dark and it’s midnight, the police in dead sight
look through the f-ckin tunnel and i see movin headlights
f-ck it i c-ck the baretta back and put my hood on
my shorties are game, i got the same sh-t they put on
impatiently we’re waitin for the doors to open
got on the train we’re car from car but not too far i started scopin
starin at this b-tch for a minute
my man pulled out the mag, opened the bag and said,
“put all your f-ckin money in it!”
even the jewelry on the hands
he slapped the b-tch up, and she cried,
and begged him not to take her wedding band
now everybody’s in shock, and i’m walking past
the scared -ss p-ssengers with the nine millimeter c-cked
lookin for who was next
and sittin by the pole was a old -ss man wearin a rolex
i took the sh-t and hit the b-st-rd hard
ripped his pants clean off his -ss and got the visa and the mastercard
my little man said, “a-yo check this,”
he pointed at this b-tch who looked rich, wearin a long pearl necklace
word to god, she got my d-ck hard, and that was the truth
so i drug her -ss inside the conductor’s booth
as the hoe started to shout, i threw her on her knees
and made her freeze and put my d-ck inside her pretty mouth
all of the sudden i just, nutted
pulled up my pants and zipped up
she’s on the floor with her mouth flooded
came back out with the iron -gun shot-
the next motherf-cker to move, is dyin!
the train came to a stop, and who gets on it
to ruin the whole plot, was a motherf-ckin cop
he fired at me — i fired back at him
god d-mn, i almost had him
in a flash, my little shorty’s on his -ss
got down on the ground, and let the three pound blast
lead went dead in his chest
tore him a new -sshole, right through his bullsh-t vest
but the pig was still breathin
i wanted to finish him off, but i said, “f-kkit, i’m leavin”
grabbed the sack hit the track and started runnin
“ohhh sh-t! more f-ckin cops comin!”
so i stopped and took a shot
hopin the cop got popped but yo i didn’t see n-body drop
headed straight into the exit, and out in the street
police outside like fifty deep
so i started to creep but i didn’t sleep
spotted this b-tch pullin up in a jeep
how sweet! “now get the f-ck out the car!”
slammed the b-tch down on the tar, now she needs cpr
but i don’t give a f-ck, i just jetted
my man said set it, two more detectives got wetted
as we raced down the block
lettin off a whole lot of shots and didn’t stop
police gave us a chase, a blue and white rage
my shorty got grazed in the face
another cop tried to let off, i put another clip in my sh-t
and blew his motherf-ckin head off
stomped my foot on the gas pedal
sparks are flyin and sh-t, from the bullets h-ttin the car metal
so now we just runnin
the shorties and me g, one of the three gunmen
side by side we’re on the highway, and lettin off shots
the three outlaws, against the cops
it’s like a f-ckin adventure
about four cops got dropped, three motherf-ckers got injured
the last of the cop cars pressed up
my man aimed the joint, the hollow points tore his f-ckin vest up
i put a slug inside the tire
they ran into a tall–ss wall, now it’s great b-lls of fire
so now we got away clean, yeah
smilin like a motherf-cker countin the green
you can’t f-ck with the kid
my boy started thinkin back on the train
bout all that sh-t we did
leavin n-gg-z in poverty
three black motherf-ckers pulled off a great train robbery
took all those motherf-ckers ducats
but hey, what i can say, life is a b-tch so f-ck it

- kool g rap and dj polo lyrics

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