polo g - on the radar freestyle lyrics
[intro]
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[verse]
came in to [?], they act like they couldn’t hear us knockin’
i came from hustlin’, robbin’, and tryna flip my profits
snap dog sh+t, fill my pockets, more drugs to k!ll my conscience
for any n+gga plottin’, gon’ spin until i’m nauseous
i might feel like a cameraman with all these clips i’m droppin’
we send shots like afghanistan, them bullets hit his noggin
do you really want us shootin’ at you?
we the type that’s gon’ play crazy, up and shoot out the roof
ran up ms and i got lazy, but b+tch, still i’m the truth
ain’t no questions, or no maybes what i feel i can do
like “what’s up?” swing them sticks like nunchucks
grimy, they don’t trust us
‘member i had tough luck, real or fake, like what’s what?
play like you’re invincible, but everybody k!llable
we gon’ make him eat them words, we break ’em down like syllables
we pull up with different tools, and show you what this drillin’ do
off percocets, my k!llers groove, at halftime they spinnin’ too
darkness where my pain live, still make sure the gang fed
first i saw clear skies, then everything got changed red
opps, a bunch of weird guys, it p+ss me off when they ain’t dead
sleepin’ with my traumas, i got karma in the same bed
move through my hood like the president, made ’em vote for me
address sh+t with my chest out, that’s when n+ggas get slow to speak
like bro it’s me, you know i’m that n+gga that ain’t goin’ sweet
a thug spittin’ poetry, won’t let ’em win, we go for sweeps
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