Live and Let Die
Train Robbery
Kool G Rap
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[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 fuckin✦ naughty
One carries✦ a three pound, the other✦ a four-fifth
Both ready✦ to buck and ain't nuttin✦ to be fucked✦ with
It's dark and it's midnight, the police✦ in dead sight
Look through the fuckin✦ tunnel and I see movin✦ headlights
Fuck it I cock the baretta back and put my hood on
My shorties✦ are game, I got the same shit 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 bitch for a minute✦
My man pulled✦ out the mag, opened✦ the bag and said,
"Put all your fuckin✦ money✦ in it!"
Even✦ the jewelry on the hands
He slapped the bitch 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✦ ass passengers with the nine millimeter cocked✦
Lookin✦ for who was next
And sittin✦ by the pole was a old ass man wearin✦ a Rolex
I took the shit and hit the bastard hard
Ripped✦ his pants clean off his ass and got the Visa and the MasterCard
My little man said, "A-yo check this,"
he pointed at this bitch who looked✦ rich, wearin✦ a long pearl necklace
Word to God, she got my dick hard, and that was the truth
So I drug her ass inside✦ the conductor's booth
As the hoe started✦ to shout, I threw her on her knees
and made her freeze and put my dick 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 motherfucker✦ to move, is dyin!
The train came to a stop, and who gets on it
to ruin the whole plot, was a motherfuckin✦ cop
He fired✦ at me -- I fired✦ back at him
God damn, I almost had him
In a flash, my little shorty's on his ass
Got down on the ground, and let the three pound blast
Lead went dead in his chest
Tore him a new asshole, right through his bullshit vest
But the pig was still breathin
I wanted✦ to finish him off, but I said, "Fukkit,✦ I'm leavin"✦
Grabbed the sack hit the track and started✦ runnin✦
"Ohhh shit! More fuckin✦ cops comin!"✦
So I stopped✦ and took a shot
Hopin✦ the cop got popped✦ but yo I didn't see nobody✦ 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 bitch pullin✦ up in a Jeep
How sweet! "Now get the fuck out the car!"
Slammed the bitch down on the tar, now she needs CPR
but I don't give a fuck, 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 shit
and blew his motherfuckin✦ head off
Stomped my foot on the gas pedal✦
Sparks are flyin and shit, from the bullets hittin✦ 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 fuckin✦ adventure
About✦ four cops got dropped,✦ three motherfuckers✦ got injured
The last of the cop cars pressed up
My man aimed✦ the joint, the hollow✦ points tore his fuckin✦ vest up
I put a slug inside✦ the tire
They ran into✦ a tall-ass wall, now it's great balls of fire
So now we got away✦ clean, yeah
Smilin✦ like a motherfucker✦ countin the green
You can't fuck with the kid
My boy started✦ thinkin back on the train
bout all that shit we did
Leavin✦ niggaz in poverty
Three black motherfuckers✦ pulled✦ off a great train robbery
Took all those motherfuckers✦ ducats
But hey, what I can say, life is a bitch so FUCK IT
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