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Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

Ill Street Blues

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Текст песни Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Ill Street Blues

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Aw yeah, word up, word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y`all. We going to swing it like this...I`m right in front of my front steps thinking of a planLooking like Raggedy Ann, no dough in hand kicking a canThinking of a plot to pull some bank inBecause I`m dead and stinkingSoles on my shoes winking, t-shirt is shrinkingSoon I see some ties and my eyes open wide quickWho`s that with you, chick? Bill Blass my sidekickWhat`s up, black? Give his hand a smackUp pulls a Cadillac, yo baby we`ll be backJumped right on inside, not too many people saw usThinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for usThe drove us down to the sober sectionOf town where the clowns don`t be paying for protectionThe want us to send a message to Jimmy the bartenderLend a friend the money next you`re ripping off his car fendersHe`s coming up short cause he snortsCoke, dope, nope, and hope he don`t get caughtHe owes some Benjamin Franklins, every last bit of emBut Jimmy`s pockets are empty, so now we gotta get rid of himBut Jimmy`s wife is with him and they don`t want to involve herHopped out the back seat they gave me a revolverBlass, you distract him while I go and whack himEntered through the back side of the bar and then attacked himHe`s screaming for his life, reaching for his wifeShot him in the back of the head and shanked him with a knifeAnd that goes for anybody who`s gotta pay they duesYou lose, cause I got the Ill Street BluesChorus:You lose, cause I got the Ill Street Blues (repeat 4x)Suckers I clobber, because my town is full of cops and robbersYou`re not promised tomorrow in this Little Shop of HorrorsSo I got to get with the business of hit quickMoneygrip`s pocket`s looking thick so I stick SlickHold it right here, hands in the air, I know you got the lootOr better yet, face down on the ground, empty your pockets troopHit the deck I got the Tech right on your neckAnd I expect to make a buck to heck with a traveller`s checkBut if a vic` tries to choke meI`ll have to smoke him like I`m Smokey the Bear, so okie dokieGoodbye, or bon voyage, have a good journeyDon`t even try begging for your life, that don`t concern meSo to the next weasel that freezesYour begging and your pleases only getting your closer to meeting JesusYeah, I shake a schmuck just to make a buckThen I break a duck and if the duck gotta get bucked then I don`t give a fuckHyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumberCold vicking and sticking up the ones that run the numbersOr even a bigger score, the lady in the liquor storeGo inside and kick in the door, pull her then I`m stickin her forMoney or your life, honey hurry and chooseYou lose, because I got the Ill Street BluesChorusExtra extra read all about it in the papersThe boss tried to rape us, so we tossed him off the skyscraperBecause he pulled some other people to try and hit usGet us, but none of them did us, he must be trying to kid usBut that`s dead, I`ll thank God in the red, `cross the bread bordersSo nobody can short us, he fled down to headquartersReady to put some work in, we`re not a lazy crew, we`ll do a job or twoBut yo, the man can`t even stick me with some Crazy GlueReady to tore him even more because she saw himWe took out all the lookouts in the front and kicked his door inWhat`s up snake, why`d you violate?Because I`m a hossa (What`s that?) Yo, that`s a pig that don`t fly straightGetting ready to jab him, I grabbed him by the necktieHomie tried to get fly, and swing I gave him a decked eyeYou know the evil that men do, hell is where the men goWe snatched him by his hands and feet and threw him out the windowUp, up, and away cause I don`t play, clownBuck, buck, buck, take that with you on the way downI`m hoping you got springs and wings on your shoesBut you lose, because I got the Ill Street BluesChorus

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