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polo g – troublesome (freestyle) lyrics

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[intro]
aye, gang, gang, aye
aye, gang, aye
[chorus]
say you won’t be for us, but be careful what you ask for
diss the gang, i can, likely tough, (ah) get your -ss smoked
come and try a bad pipe for us to get your -ss poked
r.i.p. to soldiers, b-tch says who da f-ck hasn’t p-ssed forward
you mustn’t had think i had it in and what you look surprised for
i had to hop off the porch, cause i lost some guys bro
and i had to wind it up, cause i hate when my cash low
drop this basketball, now this rappers sh-t my last hope, look
[verse]
i’m from the shower, all these b-tches love that casual sh-t
i be with a bunch of young n-gg-s living dangerous
gone to trap a few n-gg-s, who ain’t standing, sh-t
masked up and we don’t say a thing, gone to jay-z sh-t
it’s 2017, they ain’t fight, put away your fist
couldn’t afford my own gun, i had to go and take a play
popa is probably k!lling for the only thing i’m safer with
n-gg-s ain’t no k!llers, just got the reasons to take a pic
i turned to a savage, man pic-sso couldn’t have painted this
i would do some pain, so somebody gonna pay for this
ain’t no blade, like an atm, i get to change sh-t
ain’t no f-cking round. high, had to rearrange quick
n-gg- we some demons, don’t get your guardian angel here
rolling up the folks, dead n-gg-s went up flaming b-tch
(?) burns people on friday and i ain’t facing bricks
i’m so disrespectful, all the gs say i make them sick
i’m lil polo b-tch i’m hot, throw it like, like i’m pock
stand a clip in my glock, drop the race like my pops
turned to gang, f-cking opp, but it bangs with some shots
turn a n-gg- to a block, and they send me at its top
n-gg- i ain’t cleaning up, when i get jiggy with the mop
smiling to it sads up cause we learn this sh-t a lot
lately i’ve been on my grizzly, got indeed this little glock
boy tell your favorite rapper that i’m coming for a spot
how long i best, when a f-cking song got made nice
our son work are hard, cause i’m trying late to pay light
the streets ain’t the same, cause these shorties weren’t raised right
dissing in the lyrics, you gon’ end up at a gravesite
n-gg-s like to rap it ’til we clapping, give ‘em stage light
running with ‘em clips like i’m just trying to get this fair, right
34 alb-ms i see when i’m going out loud
run upon his -ss like was all sh-t you was told ‘bout
i call up my shooter, that n-gg- will bring your b-lls out
you know that we packing like we just spoke to you out loud
no leg shots, i ain’t aiming at your caps, i don’t no-scope
lil n-gg- can’t take it, i’ll let him gon’ make a ball out
young weird n-gg-s, y’all got my hand fall out
b-tches used to call me a shorty, i’m in a jobs now
she gon’ deep throat, make her choke, work her jaws out
all up in my face like the toilets again, told you
baby where you been cause lil polo is what i’m called now
rough, some f-ck, been it’s like f-cking (i) act like we never talk
last other dad breathed, i come from a special club
i just want my team when we looking like we never lost
if i don’t make it, imma rob a bank, imma sad it out
i’m just tryna pay my og back for all the stress i caused
made it happen every christmas, n-gg-, with no santa claus
n-gg-s know they get crucified, if i never cross
you don’t wanna listen, we start breaking, it’s a lesson talk
shoot the n-gg-, neck, -ssault
you like to be hard-headed, well i hope that stress -ssaults
if we got another problem, another mac-11 bolt
[chrous]
say you won’t be for us, but be careful what you ask for
diss the gang, i can, likely tough, (ah) get your -ss smoked
come and try a bad pipe for us to get your -ss poked
r.i.p. to soldiers, b-tch says who da f-ck hasn’t p-ssed forward
you mustn’t had think i had it in and what you look surprised for
i had to hop off the porch, cause i lost some guys bro
and i had to wind it up, cause i hate when my cash low
drop this basketball, now this rappers sh-t my last hope, b-tch



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