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polo g - left to blame كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(d_mn, 3, you tweakin’ with this one)
(ditty, we ’bout to be rich, baby)
uh_uh, yeah_yeah, uh, yeah, uh_uh
yeah, uh_uh, yeah, uh_uh, oh_oh_oh

[chorus]
my mind lost from all them early lies
my k!llers took a loss again, it hurt, we cried
tim_tim was next up in them trenches, so it hurt he died
might shoot my glock until it’s finished, ’til i’m thirty_five
uh, yeah, some things never change
cut off all that dead weight, now we a better gang
we kept bustin’ pipes, just when that pressure came
when i’m down and out, wonder who left to blame

[verse 1]
how i’m ‘posed to play my part when i don’t know what’s comin’
all that sh_t was on your heart, but you ain’t tell me nothin’
he ain’t never let it spark, i can tell he frontin’
with my demons in the dark, tellin’ h_ll we comin’
come bump with us, bunch of young k!llers, really dumb n_ggas
mouth shot, nina tongue kiss ya, tell ’em, “come get ya”
party after party, now i love liquor
don’t tell me ’bout him, i’m sorry, ain’t no thug realer
[chorus]
my mind lost from all them early lies
my k!llers took a loss again, it hurt, we cried
tim_tim was next up in them trenches, so it hurt he died
might shoot my glock until it’s finished, ’til i’m thirty_five
uh, yeah, some things never change (d_mn, 3, you tweakin’ with this one)
cut off all that dead weight, now we a better gang
we kept bustin’ pipes, just when that pressure came (ditty, we ’bout to be rich, baby)
when i’m down and out, wonder who left to blame

[verse 2]
been years since my last hit, like where the f_ck your ass been?
so much time been passin’, i cannot be a has_been
it was die or get rich, but that was in the past_tense
make ’em eat clip quick, i don’t care if he fastin’
b_tch, that money callin’ us, i’m on the phone, actually
i hit the booth advance, so honest what them songs gotta be
rather leave it in the streets, ain’t got no known rapper beef
let’s get it on, pack your heat, my shorties chrome clap for weeks
if it’s up, we blitz, it’s just a simple understandin’
we’ll bounce out in rick and leave a n_gga on the canvas
nina love to top a n_gga off, this b_tch so manish
wanna be with his brother, switch let it off, your wish is granted

[chorus]
my mind lost from all them early lies
my k!llers took a loss again, it hurt, we cried
tim_tim was next up in them trenches, so it hurt he died
might shoot my glock until it’s finished, ’til i’m thirty_five
uh, yeah, some things never change
cut off all that dead weight, now we a better gang
we kept bustin’ pipes, just when that pressure came
when i’m down and out, wonder who left to blame
[outro]
(d_mn, 3, you tweakin’ with this one)
(ditty, we ’bout to be rich, baby)

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