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letra de zooted freestyle - polo g

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse]
i work the pack, i was never over-the-stove whippin’
had to trap to make a way, this sh-t a cold business
boy, if you conversate with rocks, might get a long sentence, uh
nina blow him kisses ’til his soul liftin’
my lil’ homie known for shootin’ like he cole bennett
was just a shawty, off this check was f-ckin’ grown women
my life a movie, all these b-tches wanna roll in it
the cloth i’m cut from was special, i wear my clothes different
locked in a booth, say i’m the goat for how i’m k!llin’ tracks
b-tch, just be grateful if you got a chance to witness that
i f-cked up the racks, went on road just to get it back
starin’ in the mirror, still ain’t met n0body really yet
coward was that n-gga, lost his soul, i remember that
how you go on ten thousand drills, still ain’t no k!ller yet?
three bl!cks in a weapon, if they deep, then we got sticks for that
they gon’ have to outline his body like a silhouette
what you know ’bout watchin’ out for opps in a bullpen?
devil don’t care ’bout your innocence, you will get lured in
i might have a bed made in h-ll for these newer sins
i can’t say, “i’m sorry” ’bout some sh-t that i’m gon’ do again
we might pop out at your party, snuck the rugers in
uh, them glocks hot when my shooters spin
baby, we just set the tone, we don’t do the trends
i’m from where they tryna make a livin’ off a two-for-ten
yeah, b-tch, you know how we, ro-o-o-ock
f-ck with the gang, you’ll get brutalized
please don’t try to take my chain, boy, that’s suicide
comin’ straight from the slums, where it’s do-or-die
now, how you gon’ survive? ain’t nowhere you can hide
first show that you can slide, hollows go into his spine
that glizzy’ll bust, leave his noodles fried
is you with us or what? better choose a side
don’t turn up for this, if you ain’t ’bout it, this sh-t deadly
goofies talkin’ ’bout that they outside, n-gga, barely
i got way too faded, seen the reaper but he spared me
from the slimy ass block, where n-ggas real rarely
bein’ broke and trusting snakes, the only thing that scare me
if i hear that back door unlock, a n-gga gettin’ burried
vvs my pendent, this sh-t hittin’, check my clarity
got on and made donations in my hood, like a charity
i been reeking’ havoc, ’cause they never played it fairly

- polo g

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