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[Kool G. Rap]
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Down the subway stairs, straight through the turnstyle
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No smile, but I'm waitin in the station for the 7 to turn it wild
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Me and my three shorties, guzzlin forties
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We're bout to rob and steal and get real fuckin naughty
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One carries a three pound, the other a four-fifth
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Both ready to buck and ain't nuttin to be fucked with
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It's dark and it's midnight, the police in dead sight
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Look through the fuckin tunnel and I see movin headlights
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Fuck it I cock the baretta back and put my hood on
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My shorties are game, I got the same shit they put on
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Impatiently we're waitin for the doors to open
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Got on the train we're car from car but not too far I started scopin
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Starin at this bitch for a minute
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My man pulled out the mag, opened the bag and said,
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"Put all your fuckin money in it!"
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Even the jewelry on the hands
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He slapped the bitch up, and she cried,
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and begged him not to take her wedding band
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Now everybody's in shock, and I'm walking past
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the scared ass passengers with the nine millimeter cocked
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Lookin for who was next
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And sittin by the pole was a old ass man wearin a Rolex
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I took the shit and hit the bastard hard
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Ripped his pants clean off his ass and got the Visa and the MasterCard
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My little man said, "A-yo check this,"
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he pointed at this bitch who looked rich, wearin a long pearl necklace
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Word to God, she got my dick hard, and that was the truth
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So I drug her ass inside the conductor's booth
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As the hoe started to shout, I threw her on her knees
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and made her freeze and put my dick inside her pretty mouth
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All of the sudden I just, nutted
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Pulled up my pants and zipped up
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She's on the floor with her mouth flooded
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Came back out with the iron *gun shot*
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The next motherfucker to move, is dyin!
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The train came to a stop, and who gets on it
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to ruin the whole plot, was a motherfuckin cop
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He fired at me -- I fired back at him
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God damn, I almost had him
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In a flash, my little shorty's on his ass
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Got down on the ground, and let the three pound blast
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Lead went dead in his chest
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Tore him a new asshole, right through his bullshit vest
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But the pig was still breathin
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I wanted to finish him off, but I said, "Fukkit, I'm leavin"
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Grabbed the sack hit the track and started runnin
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"Ohhh shit! More fuckin cops comin!"
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So I stopped and took a shot
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Hopin the cop got popped but yo I didn't see nobody drop
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Headed straight into the exit, and out in the street
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police outside like fifty deep
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So I started to creep but I didn't sleep
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Spotted this bitch pullin up in a Jeep
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How sweet! "Now get the fuck out the car!"
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Slammed the bitch down on the tar, now she needs CPR
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but I don't give a fuck, I just jetted
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My man said set it, two more detectives got wetted
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As we raced down the block
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Lettin off a whole lot of shots and didn't stop
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Police gave us a chase, a blue and white rage
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My shorty got grazed in the face
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Another cop tried to let off, I put another clip in my shit
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and blew his motherfuckin head off
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Stomped my foot on the gas pedal
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Sparks are flyin and shit, from the bullets hittin the car metal
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So now we just runnin
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The shorties and me G, one of the three gunmen
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Side by side we're on the highway, and lettin off shots
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The three outlaws, against the cops
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It's like a fuckin adventure
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About four cops got dropped, three motherfuckers got injured
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The last of the cop cars pressed up
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My man aimed the joint, the hollow points tore his fuckin vest up
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I put a slug inside the tire
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They ran into a tall-ass wall, now it's great balls of fire
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So now we got away clean, yeah
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Smilin like a motherfucker countin the green
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You can't fuck with the kid
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My boy started thinkin back on the train
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bout all that shit we did
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Leavin niggaz in poverty
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Three black motherfuckers pulled off a great train robbery
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Took all those motherfuckers ducats
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But hey, what I can say, life is a bitch so FUCK IT
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Train Robbery
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Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo |