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only gang - polo g & 42 dugg lyrics

[intro]
(southside on the track, yeah)
(ayy smatty, let’s count up some f—)

[chorus: polo g]
new n*ggas, i don’t f*ck with new n*ggas
no, we don’t recruit n*ggas
i be with a few k!llers, yeah
crew k!llers, foenem walk up, shoot n*ggas
rollin’ off a few hitters, that glock .22 hit ’em, yeah
truth spitter, always with a few members
i can’t f*ck with you n*ggas
bossed up, now my jewels bigger, yeah
draco move n*ggas
sweep your block like we got brooms with us
once that boom hit ’em
put your dead homie in the air

[verse 1: polo g]
my too turnts don’t f*ck around
hot sh*t flame, we burn him down
hollows bangin’ out that 40 cal’
b*tch, they outside lurkin’ now
thought only god could judge us
he got sixty years on the murder trial
can switch the flow, i’m versatile
i’m ahead of y’all by a hundred miles
these n*ggas soft, my bro a savage, he play a cold game
quick to hop out right in traffic like he got road rage
thirty shots, he keep on clappin’ until his soul rage
head down, they caught him nappin’ and took his whole brain
these b*tches trippin’, i been on cappin’, back to my old way
a lot of n*ggas trickin’, that’s what’s keepin’ all these hoes safe
liquor in me, bend it over, k!ll it, don’t do foreplay
she gon’ wanna l!ck me way i’m drippin’ in these dolces
[chorus: polo g]
new n*ggas, i don’t f*ck with new n*ggas
no, we don’t recruit n*ggas
i be with a few k!llers, yeah
crew k!llers, foenem walk up, shoot n*ggas
rollin’ off a few hitters, that glock .22 hit ’em, yeah
truth spitter, always with a few members
i can’t f*ck with you n*ggas
bossed up, now my jewels bigger, yeah
draco move n*ggas
sweep your block like we got brooms with us
once that boom hit ’em
put your dead homie in the air

[verse 2: 42 dugg]
yeah, cap’s with us, with the kid, young and rich
block still mixed with fent’, come get a pinch
don’t let the anger get you k!lled, this sh*t get real
eastside thirty sticks, i’m tryna blitz
i hope the gang don’t look surprised, i’m droppin’ five
he ain’t even hit my b*tch, but sh*t, he tried
i catch him out with all his sh*t, might get him robbed
i’m this trim, not ’cause i’m hatin’, ’cause he a b*tch
might pour a six, i’m drinkin’ wock’, no, this ain’t tris
and on the guys, before i cry, i’m tryna slide
got a few n*ggas, i don’t f*ck with you n*ggas
ever since i got rich, they been tryna stop sh*t, tuh
[chorus: polo g]
new n*ggas, i don’t f*ck with new n*ggas
no, we don’t recruit n*ggas
i be with a few k!llers, yeah
crew k!llers, foenem walk up, shoot n*ggas
rollin’ off a few hitters, that glock .22 hit ’em, yeah
truth spitter, always with a few members
i can’t f*ck with you n*ggas
bossed up, now my jewels bigger, yeah
draco move n*ggas
sweep your block like we got brooms with us
once that boom hit ’em
put your dead homie in the air

- polo g 42 dugg lyrics

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