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letra de street lessons - lil' polo jr

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[intro]
(lil polo jr. on the beat, n-gga, you know how we rockin’)
ayy, trigga, what you on, n-gga?
gimme a body count
what you on, n-gga? (posted up, back when i was servin’ them bricks), hah
ayy, it’s polo (i ain’t on nothin’)
same sh-t, different day, gang sh-t

[chorus]
murder squad, we be drillin’ sh-t (drillin’)
load the chop, now we spinnin’ sh-t (spinnin’)
n-gga talk tough, now he missin’ quick
hollow tips f-ck up his ligaments
tell me how you really want this sh-t
draco, glock, extendo clips
ain’t no cap, we don’t do pretend
run up on us, we gon’ spin again (baow)
f-ck n-gga screamin’, his chest hit (boom-boom)
ain’t no survivin’, we stretch sh-t (bow)
bodies keep droppin’, no exit (bow)
shooters pop out, ain’t no question

[verse]
p-ssy n-gga, you ain’t on sh-t (nah)
walk down, hit ’em up quick (grrah)
switchy go brrrt, now he stiff (d-mn)
ain’t no revivin’ that b-tch (nah)
f-ck his mama, she cryin’ and sh-t (f-ck her)
light up the block with this fire, lil’ b-tch (yeah)
hundred rounds jump out the k, i don’t miss (nah)
b-tch, i been slidin’ since way back in ‘12 (n-gga)
ayy, who want the smoke? (who?)
we turn his ass to a ghost (ghost)
he tried to run, caught one to the throat (boom)
brains on the curb, that’s murder he wrote (yeah)
i keep a pole, i keep a switch (grrt)
f-ck all the talkin’, we get n-ggas hit (baow)
ain’t no remorse, i ain’t feelin’ no sh-t
f-ck all them opps, they got put in a ditch
[chorus]
murder squad, we just drillin’ sh-t (drillin’)
load the chop, now we spinnin’ sh-t (spinnin’)
n-gga talk tough, now he missin’ quick
hollow tips f-ck up his ligaments
tell me how you really want this sh-t
draco, glock, extendo clips
ain’t no cap, we don’t do pretend
run up on us, we gon’ spin again (baow)
f-ck n-gga screamin’, his chest hit (boom-boom)
ain’t no survivin’, we stretch sh-t (bow)
bodies keep droppin’, no exit (bow)
shooters pop out, ain’t no question

[outro]
(what you on, n-gga?) yeah, huh (we gon’ spin again)
you know what it is, eastside, red zone, b-tch (shooters pop out, ain’t no question)
ain’t no talkin’, we put hollows in faces, who next today?
f-ck n-gga, you know how we rock, gang sh-t
murder squad, big steppin’ sh-t, yeah, hah
smokin’ opps on some reckless sh-t
yeah, you know what it is, free all the real ones, f-ck all the feds

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