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max thademon - poled up lyrics

[intro: max thademon]
this how we rocking man
double o in the booth max thademon in the booth
gang

(boom 3x)

[chorus: max thademon]
if he reach in his sweater, get hold up
if you see me then blow cuz i’m poled up
n-gg-s talk on the ‘net but don’t blow none
call haze up one time and he fold ’em

if he reach then we bending him
when i spin through the opps i’m gone clap like a gentleman
there’s no beef that i’m settling
put some shots in his face and then get low from the sentencing
goofy n-gg-s go to court just to pay fines
all my n-gg-s got jammed doing state time
get a trap flip a pack over state lines
[?]
and i’m still doing drills for the same nine
kev-loc sending shots from the baseline
i don’t miss sending mine from the waist line
doing drills don’t rush they gone take time
when i spin its for real i’m gone shake the spot
every grams gone count so i scr-pe the pot
free b he upstate for a couple chops
if i run up get low cuz i’m taking tops
head-shot, dead-shot now his brains spilling
max-loc cutthroat i’m a main villian
f-ck a charge [?]
ima stay drilling
h-lla [?]
head-shot, dead-shot now his brains spilling
max-loc cutthroat i’m a main villian
f-ck a charge [?]
ima stay drilling
h-lla [?]
me and m-dot go back to back
bando we trap in that
double o stay where the matics at
don’t spin where the babies stay [?]
shots at his head take is face away
i’m smoking the dead you can smell all the souls on me
run up keep a pole on me
and keep all them racks cuz those n-gg-s done told on me
get caught i don’t know homie
you ducking these shots
so i’m ducking these cops
if i shoot then you know he ain’t coming back
everybody they thumbing and scamming
i’m taking this chain and then run up a twenty pack
you ducking these shots
so i’m ducking these cops
if i shoot then you know he ain’t coming back
everybody they thumbing and scamming
i’m taking this chain and then run up a twenty pack

(gang)

[max thademon]
you know how we rocking man
kev hundo with me
tmo sh-t, bbe sh-t
got haze with me

(boom 5x)

[verse 2: kev hundo]
made it back off the [?]
back to the trap cuz my piece had [?] up
on a block with a glee tuck
make the wrong move you gone get your whole team touched (boom 3x)
ap gun on my hip got no safety
never needed no help like lil baby
but shout out my mama she made me
back on the strip was the facts
[?] then you gotta move tactical
just copped me a two tone
[?] cuz my younging run through homes
like what
your a broke boy get-away
dumb f-ck i only got time to get payed
ran a block on the opposition
call bro two shots doa now his mommy missing
many men
spin on your turf get to injuring
double o seven must spin again
swear you n-gg-s is sweeter than cinnamon
i don’t care what you claiming what set you in
i just stick to myself sh-t i been again (gang)
pockets stuffed up with that blue cheese
walk in the spot everybody like who he
cameras out cuz they know its a movie
and my sections got bottles and groupies
in the streets they be screaming out two three
in the streets they be screaming out two three (gang 6x)
none of you n-gg-s don’t know me
that was the old me
twenty-three shots like i’m jordan
run up i swoosh like i’m kobe
me and [?]
stay on the strip we be balling
tj gone wet up his whole [?]
put that on broski
all of my n-gg-s important
i’ll have you dead by the morning (gang)
how can you hate on me
i waited patiently
mindset was just to get back
on the court come and play with me i keep some cake with me
james harden when i step back
james harden when i step back

(babies)

[outro: kev hundo]
try to tell me cinnamon ain’t sweet
so how the f-ck cinnamon toast crunch taste
how the f-ck a honey-bun taste
ain’t that sh-t sweet n-gg-
f-ck outta here
tmo

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