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Kane Train Video (MV)




Performed By: Machinedrum
Featuring: Freddie Gibbs
Length: 2:16
Written by: Freddie Gibbs, J. Roode, Travis Stewart




Machinedrum - Kane Train Lyrics
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[ Featuring Freddie Gibbs ]

Yuh, Kane train
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Kane train, came out the trap
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
VVs when you see me, hold these double Gs
Got my neck wet

Anybody killer, hittin' all crews
Crack was movin' slow, I move the dog food
Nigga, f*ck the law, I'm breaking all rules
Mr. Fetty Wap with the dog fooled
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, nigga
Bitches young Corleone, Soprano baby Tony
Straight out that East Side, my breakfast was eggs and fried baloney
Can't politic if you neutral, I f*ck with members only
I pulled up their face with choppas, bitch, I ain't send the homies
F*ck niggas, get sprayed down
Yellow tape and stretchers gettin' laid now
Come on niggas' block and get some cake 'round
Y'all done been my niggas since the playground
Y'all done been my niggas 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, nigga

Kane train, came by the trap
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

And my money roll, it do not fold
Got the rollie Daytona, it's all gold
Politic with Pablo's chapos
I don't got a minute for these dark holes
Bitch, I never bend, I do not fold
Thangs on the Chevy, they was all gold
Politic with Pablo's chapos
I ain't got a minute for these dark holes, nigga

(You know what I'm sayin', baby, sniffle up)
Politic with Pablo's chapos
I ain't got a minute for these dark holes, nigga
Yeah, yeah
And my money roll, it do not fold
I ain't got a minute for these dark holes
Yeah, Kane
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Yuh, Kane train
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Kane train, came out the trap
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
VVs when you see me, hold these double Gs
Got my neck wet

Anybody killer, hittin' all crews
Crack was movin' slow, I move the dog food
Nigga, f*ck the law, I'm breaking all rules
Mr. Fetty Wap with the dog fooled
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, nigga
Bitches young Corleone, Soprano baby Tony
Straight out that East Side, my breakfast was eggs and fried baloney
Can't politic if you neutral, I f*ck with members only
I pulled up their face with choppas, bitch, I ain't send the homies
F*ck niggas, get sprayed down
Yellow tape and stretchers gettin' laid now
Come on niggas' block and get some cake 'round
Y'all done been my niggas since the playground
Y'all done been my niggas 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, nigga

Kane train, came by the trap
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

And my money roll, it do not fold
Got the rollie Daytona, it's all gold
Politic with Pablo's chapos
I don't got a minute for these dark holes
Bitch, I never bend, I do not fold
Thangs on the Chevy, they was all gold
Politic with Pablo's chapos
I ain't got a minute for these dark holes, nigga

(You know what I'm sayin', baby, sniffle up)
Politic with Pablo's chapos
I ain't got a minute for these dark holes, nigga
Yeah, yeah
And my money roll, it do not fold
I ain't got a minute for these dark holes
Yeah, Kane
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Writer: Freddie Gibbs, J. Roode, Travis Stewart
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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