fredo santana (gbe) – up them poles lyrics
(hook:fredo santana)
see fredo see that n-gga just to let you n-ggers know
f-ck this b-tches f-ck this ho see my money come first
have my youngest kickin door lay you on that floow
for that bag for that money you ain’t gotta gotta go
see that kushes what i smoke you ain’t beef you get smoked
see your b-tch she ain’t sl-t she just sucking hit her do
i’m that n-gga bout you know
you ain’t know it now you know
if it stack we up them poles
if it stack we up them poles
(verse 1 fredo santana)
you turned down i’m turned up
play with me you get burned up
my whole team got thirtees
2k’s for them fourtees
smokin dope gotta caugh it
play with me you wanna caugh it
i don’t f-ck around with no goofy n-ggers
them n-ggers belong in the circus
i wish you n-gga would put that hands on me
i bet he want never see his dam family
cause all my n-ggers they k!llers
savage life i’m living
i’m mouth here drugdealing
just tryi’n to make a living
big -ss crip but i only use the kitchen
i don’t trust n-ggers they snitching tripping over this b-tches
b-tches lovin my pimpins
f-ck a b-tch get missin
i’m with the sh-t and you weazy
so stop ball at petific
(hook:fredo santana)
see fredo see that n-gga just to let you n-ggers know
f-ck this b-tches f-ck this ho see my money come first
have my youngest kickin door lay you on that floow
for that bag for that money you ain’t gotta gotta go
see that kushes what i smoke you ain’t beef you get smoked
see your b-tch she ain’t sl-t she just sucking hit her do
i’m that n-gga bout you know
you ain’t know it now you know
if it stack we up them poles
if it stack we up them poles
(verse 2 ballout)
if it stack we up them poles
fourty to his nose
i got gold you ain’t know
b-tch i got rolls
round all for got tools
stunt on them ho’s
bang with it from the go
3hundred all i know
smoking dope war this thing
tryi’n hit this thing
if he gotta kick his door
fredo gone blow
with ya’ll don’t know
all is gone blow
lot of guns gunshow
i swear this n-ggers ho
our here on the block
b-tches swear we dunkin opps
b-tch we are selling racks
on tha block so glocks
so please don’t get shot
so please don’t get shot
for we put you in da box
for we put you in da box
(hook:fredo santana)
see fredo see that n-gga just to let you n-ggers know
f-ck this b-tches f-ck this ho see my money come first
have my youngest kickin door lay you on that floow
for that bag for that money you ain’t gotta gotta go
see that kushes what i smoke you ain’t beef you get smoked
see your b-tch she ain’t sl-t she just sucking hit her do
i’m that n-gga bout you know
you ain’t know it now you know
if it stack we up them poles
if it stack we up them poles
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