Machinedrum – Kane Train Lyrics
Kane Train Lyrics By Machinedrum Ft. Freddie Gibbs
Yeah, yeah
[?] Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I fall off, I could do the same thing
Rap game, face all over these magazines
I can’t slang things
Insane, Bunny Rabbit gang, throw it down for the set-set
VV’s when you see me, hold these double Gs
Got my neck wet
Crack was movin’ slow, I move the dog food
Niqqa, f–k the law, I’m breaking all rules
Mr. Fetty Wap with the [dog f00led?] On some couple ounces, that’s a small move
Threw the fifties out, we bringin’ all tools
Get a truck and fill it up with all goons
When the crack was slow, I move the dog food, niqqa
B!tches young Corleone, Soprano baby Tony
Straight out that East Side, my breakfast was eggs and fried baloney
Can’t politic if you neutral, I fvck with members only
I pulled up their face with choppas, B!tch, I ain’t send the homies
F–k niqqas, get sprayed down
Yellow tape and stretchers gettin’ laid now
Come on niqqas’ block and get some cake ’round
Y’all done been my niqqas since the playground
Y’all done been my niqqas since the sandbox
‘Fore I run the turf and got the land locked
Put it in the park and make the gram fly
We was out here serving hand-to-hand rocks, niqqa
If I fall off, I could do the same thing
Rap game, face all over these magazines
I can’t slang things
Insane, Bunny Rabbit gang, throw it down for the set-set
VV’s when you see me, hold these double Gs
Got my neck wet
Got the rollie Daytona, it’s all gold
Politic with Pablo’s chapos
I don’t got a minute for these dog holes
B!tch, I never bend, I do not fold
[?] on the Chevy, they was all gold
Politic with Pablo’s chapos
I ain’t got a minute for these dog holes, niqqa
(You know what I’m sayin’, baby, sniffle up)
Politic with Pablo’s chapos
I ain’t got a minute for these dog holes, niqqa
Yeah, yeah
And my money roll, it do not fold
I ain’t got a minute for these dog holes
Yeah, Kane