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polo g & g herbo - no recruits lyrics

[intro: g herbo]
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
i don’t bap a lot (uh+huh), but i’m with capalot (uh+huh)
k!llin’ sh+t
foenem in the, in the, in the, in the ‘yo puttin’ on (yeah)
glitches and switches and sh+t (uh), on foenem, this sh+t gettin’ wicked (uh+huh)

[verse 1: g herbo]

we was wakin’ up on monday, bondin’ out the cage (you know that)
in the trap full of roaches, bondin’ out from raids
‘fore i let a n+gga k!ll me, i’ll die from aids
did this sh+t with ease, like febreze, walk up and we spray (let it spray)
god, please, forgive my evil, i pray every day
like i’m puttin’ my kids to sleep, lil’ n+gga play and he lay (he lay)
keep me a gun on the waist (waist), up it and point at your face (face, bah)
young
call up out like say, “ayy+ayy,” we can pull up anyway (h+llo?)
i ain’t never trippin’ about no money, i make like a hundred a day (swerve)
we can slide up, all bulletproof trucks, or we can pull up with some k’s (grr)
what we doin’? we not recruitin’ (we not recruitin’, at all)
what the f+ck is we doin’? who the f+ck is we shootin’? (oh)
whole bunch of chanel and marni sh+t, it look like we lootin’
we ain’t runnin’ out this sh+t no time soon, we went and bought two of ’em

[verse 2: polo g]
n+ggas be talkin’ all this gang sh+t, you don’t even really be outside
i’m with the same ones that i came with, we had beef all of our lives
i thought this rap sh+t was what’s best for us, no more interviews, i’m tired
if we don’t make it out from this fame sh+t, just tell my mama i tried, uh
soon as we get a lo’+lo’, they ridin’ four deep in that four+door

i ain’t rockin’ his chain, every since i was new to the game, did all this dolo
everybody out of options, so they passin’ out when they promise to polo
srt, that’s a challenger, lil’ bro hop out the passenger
i come from the worst of the worst where the lil’ n+ggas just tryna see who savager
too turnt, i’m the ambassador
we hunt for blood like dracula
coolin’ with some thugs, i’m happier
tweakin’ off them drugs, we clappin’ you
[verse 3: g herbo & polo g]
and that’s it, make opps call it quits (yeah)
we like two, three, four, five, six, sh+t make opps call a blitz
i’m from up north, east side connects, just pass the ball to drench
glock 19 with a switch on the back, it’ll have him fallin’ quick
if he in my lane, i’ll bang like shaq and i’m too tall to miss
why they always want everything we got when we took all the risks?
if it’s beef, we don’t diss like rappers, hit n+ggas all in they sh+t
now we rich, n+gga, it’s like crackers, cribs all in the ritz

[outro: g herbo]
uh, for real, uh (for real, for real, for real)
uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh (for real)
1300, 7900, ess+x
i don’t even know how many members all with us
grr, all we know is grr

- polo g g herbo lyrics

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