
lil' polo jr - street lessons lyrics
[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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