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poloboy nunu - come outside lyrics

[intro]
pull up, pull up, pull up (pull up, pull up pull up)
b+tch, b+tch
look, aye turn this off if you don’t wear no gangster sh+t, n+gga (huh)
go, go go
you little n+ggas scared to come outside man
tuck yo’ tail n+gga
you knew it’d get real n+gga, yeah
free the dome team n+gga
b+tch, gang
gang, gang

[verse 1]
i’m a shooter, b+tch i don’t make love songs
you ain’t sh+t but a b+tch with some uggs on
when they sign me i’m puttin’ my thugs on
you will die on this b+tch if you mug wrong
they be lookin’ in public, i’m h+lla hot
we was spinnin’ on n+ggas with h+lla shots
heard he thinkin’ ’bout steppin’, you better not
put a b+tch in a box if he out his top
if it’s beef, imma creep and get into that
you ain’t thuggin’ lil’ n+gga, you been [?]
you lil’ n+ggas be tellin’ i finish that
caught a case and you [?]
i be thuggin’ with 20b in the back
him and b in the street with a dirty strap
and [?] if it’s free i’ll get you whacked
all my n+ggas love [?] sellin’ pack

[hook]
said a word then he dead, pr+nto
put a b+tch on the [?] like a pothole
know the glizzy go wit’ me where i go
i be clutchin’ on stage at my show
that lil’ b+tch be kissin’, my ho
she was suckin’ and f+ckin’ on my bro
i ain’t come for no b+tches, they too low
i heard one of ’em drop, i need two mo’

[verse 2]
and they lil’ n+gga dead, get back
and they been call me scared, shook that
i’m at school with a tool and a booksack
yeah, they shot at me, n+gga we shook back
every n+gga we catch, imma push back
he was flexin’ the second i took that
he was talkin’ ’bout murder, that’s big cap
ain’t no junkie survivin’, that’s big facts
on the runway i’m swervin’ with cj
send that boy to his brother if he play
in the trenches with fleas, how we lay
imma buss it again like a replay
f+ck a charge, i’m goin’ back ot
and i mean what i say, if you know me
he a b+tch to the lil’ n+gga, show me
b+tch i’m steppin’ if they try to hold me
[hook]
said a word then he dead, pr+nto
put a b+tch on the [?] like a pothole
know the glizzy go wit’ me where i go
i be clutchin’ on stage at my show
that lil’ b+tch be kissin’, my ho
she was suckin’ and f+ckin’ on my bro
i ain’t come for no b+tches, they too low
i heard one of ’em drop, i need two mo’

[verse 3]
and it’s still a long way, imma fight you
b+tch, i’m kevin outside of yo’ night school
he was capital, thuggin’ on itunes
put his face in the ground when i catch dude
i been talkin’ ’bout sh+t, i don’t rap beef
we be spinnin’, they runnin’ a track meet
wit’ the choppas and glocks in the back seat
i ain’t payin’ you sh+t, bro i’m tax free (n+gga)
payin’ you sh+t, bro i’m tax free
they wanna whack me, but they cannot catch me
not ‘cus i’m runnin’ though

- poloboy nunu lyrics

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