polo g
ayy
gang gang gang ayy mike will madeit
lil’ capalot bitch hah
tay keith fuck these niggas up
polo g stunna 4 vegas
hitthestrip after schoolcouldn’t wait ’til i got outof class used to stare at the clock and shit
before all of this rappin’ shit i was gangbangin’ and doin’ highspeeds on the cops and shit
and i’m straight from the chi but i ball like a king up in cali and shoot like stojakovi
keep applyin’ that pressure i go on the run it ain’t no lettin’ it up ain’t no stoppin’ this
had to tell my lil’ brother to chill gotta stay in the house come outside he be poppin’ shit
you ain’t heard about us well you need to go watch the news niggas know we be dropping shit
got the feds on my ass in the hood ’cause they think i’m the one who been buyin’ up glocks and shit
i’m just focused on music they say my last tape was a classic but i got some hotter shit hotter shit
might be rocking a show or if i’m not up the stu’ then i’m fucking this cash off
don’t you know polo g skinny tall with the dreads that lil’ nigga be rappin’ his ass off
yeah i heard she got surgery still wanna clap from the back just to see if her ass soft
go like harden with rockets we blast off
tried to throw us some bullets but we made ’em fumble like nah you ain’t gettin’ that pass off
spin the block now i’m takin’ my mask off
hit the gas like we racin’ speed off in them foreigns and leave tire marks on the asphalt
it’s gon’ be rip once your ass caught
he like frontin’ we knockin’ his cap off
‘nother day a new chain or a mac bought
all this ice got me freezin’ like jack frost 4x
stunna 4 vegas nle choppa
that boy a bitch that’s his dad fault
if you play then you lay we can crash out let’s go
when i up in his shit bet it’s man down boom
in boa i’m pullin’ them bands out cash
doa bitch i get your mans off gone
a rockstar from the block i stand out uh
came from nothing i fucked my advance off
when i hit the game with my flow niggas ran off no cap fuck it
i’m not your average joe uhuh
when i leave the house i tuck it uh fire fire
i’m rich i don’t shop on no budget
he clutchin’ my lil’ youngin want him a bucket uh score
i hop on this bitch and run it uh
if i said it i seen it or done it uh uh
these lil’ niggas never robbed nobody
ain’t caught no body and ain’t getting no money cap
where i’m from it’s sports or gunplay
we looked up to the killer and dealers
but even them niggas wan’ make it out one day on gang
fuck my first m i been had hood fame yeah
took off like i was on a runway yoom
i’m a star but still post on the one way blatt
them niggas talk but they won’t play nle
we let them guns sing like the choir on sunday yeah yeah
nle choppa
hop on the scene and i’m thuggin’
this glock on my hip so you know that i’m clutchin’
catch me an opp i’ma down him in public
the police keep askin’ i’m changin’ the subject
the way i grew up man a nigga was rugged
why the fuck you got a gun you not gonna bust it
and a hundred some shots i ain’t doin’ no tustlin’
give a nigga temptation like he david ruffin
i ain’t gon’ cap i don’t even like rappin’
but i love wrappin’ them bodies and shit
fuck the bitch and when i get done
i’ma up my glock and then rob the bitch
catch a nigga when he clock out
i’ma get him whacked at his job and shit
and i don’t know why the police keep fuckin’ with me
’cause they ain’t stoppin’ shit yeah
spin on your block like a remix
shoot him in the face get his teeth lit
extended clip like a broomstick
shoot a flick like netflix
scratch an opp off the checklist
i just bought a gun off craigslist
shoot an opp in the brain i’m leavin’ a stain only thing you see is red shit
if the police behind we keep duckin’
my gun need some drawers it got nuts
whole gang we strapped don’t test us
if a nigga play he gon’ get bust yeah
nle the top shotta don dada
got the bombs like alqaeda
yeah yeah yeah yeah
Artist: Polo G Featuring Nle Choppa Stunna 4 Vegas
Year: 2020
Decade: 20s
Language: en
Word Count: 456