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letra de kurt kobain - lil polo da don

intro: n-ggas talk that sh-t, but don’t even be about it. it don’t take a couple racks for me to see you solid. you say thats your dawg, n-gga squeeze about em. i gave you my all, then you cheated shawty. you hear me rappin bout that draco, b-tch i really shot it. you chillin with my opps, so how you care about me? for my brothers, i go 9-11, kamikaze. i seen my dawg dead body, that sh-t traumatized me

hook: so many b-tches broke my heart, it got me so gone. i been slangin’ iron, trappin diesel for so long. the way they did lil smooth, that was so wrong & all my n-ggas in the grave, now my soul gone. hard times dont last, n-gga hold on. im in the club throwin these bands, with this gold on me. you know im your real friend, dont you fold on me. ima love you, rather you racked up or you broke homie. when lil dre lost his life, i d-mn near cried a river. i dont wear no vests when i slide, cause i wanna die a k!lla. i never switched up on my dawg, but he still tried a n-gga. through the fame, im still proud to be a project n-gga. my lil bro caught a charge, then my lil n-gga snitched. man i took that sh-t so hard, i couldn’t believe that jit. my n-gga when i go to the top, you supposed to be there with me. now i gotta pop yo top if lil bro see a sentence

verse 1: i ain’t cakin on no phone with no freaky b-tches. im in the trenches gettin money with my nina with me. when i was stuck off in that cell, i ain’t even see you b-tches. same hoes i was f-ckin, ain’t send no canteen or visit. doing push ups with my bunkie, thinking bout my brotha. in there sw-ngin on them n-ggas, bangin bout my bloodas. thinkin bout my freedom, wasn’t thinking bout you f-ckin, cause you was f-ckin when i was out, i ain’t surprised or nothin. bounce back on you n-ggas, b-tch im outchea thuggin. countin racks on you b-tches, why you pouting ugly. you ain’t even much help me, you watched me struggle. instead helping your n-gga up, you doubt ya brotha. you n-ggas know im livin like that, ima slang this b-tch. i dont f-ck with no p-ssy -ss n-ggas, i f-ck with n-ggas thats dangerous. real pimp, i dont need love, i can tame a b-tch. i can make a dike hoe straight eat the d-ck, like finger l!ckin’

verse 2: 30 clip in my 40, i don’t even see my enemies. everybody guilty in my eyes, i dont even see no innocent. n-ggas plotting on my life, so i got a see through clip in it. she playing games with my mind, so i gotta keep my distance. blue bullets in my 9 bangin, n-gga no i ain crippin. soowoo bullets out the 9, have a n-gga dreadlocks drippin. i caught the sh-t that you said, h-ll yea, i know you dissin. heard you told (—–) i ain’t livin like that, n-gga no you didn’t. seems like everybody love you when they know you winnin. i swear all these hoes wanna f-ck you, when they know you spendin. my mama told me never trust you, now my 3rd eye squinting. one of my opps caught a shot to the back, crackas heard i did it. wished i would of never trusted you, now im hurt and distant. it ain’t nothin i wouldn’t of did for you, you hurt my feelings. f-ck n-gga ima touch you, ima murk you n-gga. i put a f-ck n-gga in a blood pool, with a dirty glizzy. 1090 blatt

- lil polo da don

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