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letra de polo - carns hill

[chorus: nana dams]
i ride with my n-ggas
i ride on my solo(ayy ayy)
with the longest of sticks
never came here for polo
these n-ggas chatting to po-po
i put my trust in the 4-4
these n-ggas rapping for mobos
fam i be rocking the wrong stones
fam i stacking the most dough
better [?] on these cold roads
these n-ggas done on the [?]
we turn the strip into no-gos
i ride with my n-ggas
i ride on my solo(ayy ayy)
with the longest of sticks
never came here for polo

[verse 1: southside jb]
i’m losing patience (gettin’ p-ssed off)
look, i came for the food and the papers
i’ll do suttin outrageous (suttin mad)
i’ll tell man straight and blatant
j.bs more than a paigon (way more)
look, wet a n-gga up like a basin
send these shots to your raisin (bow bow)
look, any slight confrontation
you can end up on the pavement (the floor)
my weapon, my dirty weapon
i bring it to any location (anywhere)
i leave man redder than satan
them n-ggas there give statements (rats)
out there so d-mn long
these roads are my daily fragrance (out here)
shotgun steady
hold that with two hands like a weed grinder
pray we find ya
look, them n-ggas there just wasted 8
ain’t on beef, on ps neither
look, t t with a big ting [?] backseat driver
look, t t with a big ting, driller

[chorus: nana dams]
i ride with my n-ggas
i ride on my solo (ayy ayy)
with the longest of sticks
never came here for polo
these n-ggas chatting to po-po
i put my trust in the 4-4
these n-ggas rapping for mobos
fam i be rocking the wrong stones
fam i stacking the most dough
better [?] on these cold roads
these n-ggas done on the [?]
we turn the strip into no-gos
i ride with my n-ggas
i ride on my solo (ayy ayy)
with the longest of sticks
never came here for polo

[verse 2: southside jb]
i tell man hold this (no h0m-)
look, get a n-gga wet
i’ll wet a n-gga up all volvic (wet him up)
look, he started the sh-t
but look how the sh-ts unfolded (it’s all messed up)
look, my n-ggas do these crimes
them n-ggas try solve it (wasted)
look, dam-dams all in your chest
now your chest looks soul-ish (no press-ups)
look, i was in jail doing breakfast packs with the polish (free the dargdem)
look, now a opp block [?] i’ll be postin’ (mans deya)
look, now a opp block [?] i’ll be postin’ (man spray off)
look, ask big bro
how many times has that mizzy blown
[?]what you n-ggas throw
rocks from snow
what my n-ggas throw
j’s on volts
when i’m putting in works
i try my best to get up close
my victims know i’m cold (cold, dirty)

[chorus: nana dams]
i ride with my n-ggas
i ride on my solo (ayy ayy)
with the longest of sticks
never came here for polo
these n-ggas chatting to po-po
i put my trust in the 4-4
these n-ggas rapping for mobos
fam i be rocking the wrong stones
fam i stacking the most dough
better [?] on these cold roads
these n-ggas done on the [?]
we turn the strip into no-gos
i ride with my n-ggas
i ride on my solo (ayy ayy)
with the longest of sticks
never came here for polo

- carns hill

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