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polo g – go part 1 كلمات اغاني

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[chorus: polo g]
yeah, livin’ in the slums, we just wishin’ for a hero
expensive nightmares on a—
expensive nightmares on a maybach pillow
expensive nightmares on a maybach pillow
livin’ in the slums, we just wishin’ for a hero, oh
and the guns, better get low
and the guns, better get low
(kid!)

[verse 1: polo g & g herbo]
uh, rather get caught with it
can’t f_ck with too many, i feel like i’m too authentic
pink slips shawty, b_tch, this maybach, it ain’t rented
and my rollie presidential like i know the senate
if it’s that, we shoot it up, we hop right out on business
really ain’t no need to check his pulse, they know he finished
n_gga, where i come from, no, it ain’t no happy endings
i’m a trenches baby, when it’s danger, i can sense it
when i’m toppin’ nina, i feel anger, i’m ascended (bop, bop, bop, bop)
k’s up, k!ller season like i’m k!lla cam
a lot of l’s that season, i was losin’ all my n_ggas, d_mn
three years later, whole world know who the f_ck i am
i could pop out, couple million flexin’ for the ‘gram
got a six_car garage, i might need me a lamb’
let a n_gga plot on robbin’, that nina’ll blam
twin .40s stick together like gina and pam (yeah, boom)
[verse 2: g herbo]
ayy, b_tch, i’m really him (g herbo)
and all the shooters love me, they call a n_gga [rim?]
snuck in the club, that baby glock tucked right in my timbs (tucked right in my tims)
still got an ar, you get chopped, run up on my lamb’ (grrah)
p_ssy, no bap (ayy)
i don’t bap a lot (no bap)
can’t say no cap, put that on cap, i’m with capalot (that’s lil’ bro)
the f.n. ruger right on my lap when i don’t got a glock
been totin’ pistols before rap, i don’t know how to stop
i can’t switch, can’t keepin’ takin’ risks ’cause i’m really rich
got a deal, can’t be in that field ’cause we really blitz
foreign wheels, i bought six whips, now they on my d_ck
maybach cost a quarter mil’, that ain’t really sh_t

[verse 3: polo g]
can’t let ’em see me lose, they expectin’ me to crash
all my cars up to date, no point in dwellin’ in the past
see ’em, hop out, chase ’em, we on every n_gga ass
trip you up, face ’em, get ’em gone then hit the gas, uh
well actually, i keep that strap with me
say we ain’t slidin’, have you get zipped up talkin’, my point exactly
my lil’ n_ggas aim for headshots and they got accuracy
push a b_tch right out that leg_lock like ain’t no trappin’ me (uh)
tell me what it is, we ain’t duckin’ smoke, we ain’t scared
he reach for this carti’, it’s gon’ be a whole lot of red
time to k!ll ’em all, i been in mode, i ain’t playin’
used to be my dawg, he lost control off the meds, uh
[chorus: polo g]
yeah, livin’ in the slums, we just wishin’ for a hero
expensive nightmares on a—
expensive nightmares on a maybach pillow
expensive nightmares on a maybach pillow
livin’ in the slums, we just wishin’ for a hero, oh
and the guns, better get low
and the guns, better get low

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