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plies - bi polar lyrics

[hook:]
these n-ggas bi polar
these n-ggas bi polar
all these p-ssy -ss n-ggas, these n-ggas bi polar
these n-ggas bi polar
these n-ggas bi polar
all these p-ssy -ss n-ggas, these n-ggas bi polar
some of your favorite rappers, these n-ggas bi polar
some of your street n-ggas, these n-ggas bi polar
you industry -ss n-ggas, you n-ggas bi polar
i see a lot of you p-ssy n-ggas bi polar

[verse 1:]
these n-ggas deuce coppers, these n-ggas story tellers
one minute they start the sh-t, the next they wanna get on the phone together
ya’ll like some old chevy’s, just make alotta noise
you like the tin man p-ssy ain’t got no f-cking heart
let me tell you what it is though, these n-ggas bi polar
these n-ggas sneak diss then try to sugar-coat it
the streets ain’t no better, you know he f-cking told
you still f-cking with him cause he got them thangs though
i see you thuggin’ now, last month you was lame though
that n-gga was hot hot, but now he cold cold
one minute you was this n-gga, next minute you another one bro
let me tell you what it is, you bi polar ho

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[verse 2:]
one minute they this n-gga
next minute they that n-gga
they don’t know who the f-ck they is
they just wanna be a street n-gga
these n-ggas switch camps, these n-ggas change sides
these n-ggas chase heat, these n-ggas d-ck ride
they like my old b-tch, they love n-ggas with money
n-gga i’m a street n-gga, so i ain’t dressing funny
ain’t wearing no nerd gl-sses, ain’t wearing no tight shirt
if i wanna be a f-cking nerd, then i need to get out the street first
let me tell you what it is though
these n-ggas bi polar
these n-ggas don’t stand for sh-t, these n-ggas foot soldiers
they hang with the same n-ggas, same n-gga that sent him to prison
then these n-ggas they tell on each other
then they walk around the track together in prison

[hook:]

[verse 3:]
when you was locked up, them n-ggas ain’t send you sh-t
couldn’t get them on the phone, couldn’t get a visit b-tch
they shoot your lawyer nothin’, ain’t sent you no fl!ck
but now you came home, them n-ggas on ya d-ck
back in the same trap, back with the same cl!ck
f-cking with the same n-ggas, gone get the same sh-t
soon as you back in jail, ain’t gone be able to find a b-tch
you n-ggas bi polar, you n-ggas f-cking sick
how are ya’ll beefing cuz
now ya’ll poppin’ bottles cause
n-ggas hit you for half a bird, now ya’ll in the club cause
n-gga owe you 10 bands, you showing love cause?
ya’ll like these rap n-ggas, ya’ll bi polar cuz

[hook:]

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