Polo G - Go Stupid (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Polo G - Go Stupid (en) Lyrics
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Hit the strip after school, couldn't
wait 'til I got out of class
Used to stare at the clock and shit
Si tu fais des marmots,
pense à être là
And doin' highspeeds on
the cops and shit
Sinon crache dans leur mama,
pense fort à l'Etna
Up in Cali' and shoot like Stojaković
Keep applyin' the pressure,
I go on the run
And it ain't no lettin' it up,
ain't no stoppin' this
Come outside, he be poppin' shit
You ain't heard about us, well
you need to go watch the news
Niggas know we be dropping shit
Got the feds on my ass in the hood
'Cause they think I'm the one who
been baring them Glocks and shit
I'm just focusin' on music
They say my last tape was a
classic, but I got some hotter
shit (Hotter shit)
Might be rocking a show, if
I'm not up the stu', then I'm
fucking this cash out
J'rappe comme Bruce Lee
That lil' nigga be rappin' his ass off
Yeah, I heard she got surgery
Still wanna clap from the back
just to see if her ass soft
Go like Harden with Rockets,
we blast off
Blanche reste ma paire de Stanislas
but we made them fumble
Bâtard tu es quoi qu'tu fasses, Dieu
n't'a pas attribué de race
Finna block, now I'm
takin' my mask off
Hit the gas like we racin',
speed off in them foreigns
And leave tire marks on the asphalt
It's gonna be R.I.P. once
your ass caught
He like frontin', we knockin'
his cap off
Another day, a new chain,
or a mac bowl
All this ice got me freezin'
like Jack Frost (4X)
That boy a bitch, that's
his damn fault
If you play then you late, we
can crash out (Let's go)
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When I'm up in his shit,
bet his man down (Ooh)
In B.O.A., I'm pullin'
them bands out (Cap)
D.O.A., bitch I catch your man off
A rockstar from the block, I stand out
Came from nothing, I fought
my advance off
J'n'ai plus de love pour aucune
When I leave the house, I tuck it
I'm rich, I don't shop with
no budget, he clutchin'
My little youngin want him a bucket
I hop on his bitch and run it (Uh)
If I said it, I seen it
and done it (Uh, uh)
Demain tout ira bien
Car sans eux, je n'suis rien, rien
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Ain't caught nobody, and ain't
getting no money (Cap)
Where I'm from, it's
a sport or gunplay
Took off like I was on the runway
I'm a star, but still
post on the runway
Them niggas talk, but don't
want play (NLE)
We let them descent like
the choir on Sunday
Hop on this scene and I'm thuggin'
Big Glock on my hip so you
know that I'm clutchin'
Y'a pas d'piston, t'es
noir, sors le Beretta
The police keep askin', I'm
changin' the subject
And a hundred some shots,
I ain't doin' no tussin'
Give a nigga temptations
like he David Ruffin
I ain't gon' cap, I don't
C'est pas la taille d'ma bite, c'est
le 9 millimètres, bang, bang, bang
L'argent n'fait pas l'bonheur, bonheur
bodies and shit
Fucked the bitch, and when I get done
I'ma up my Glock and
then rob the bitch
Catch a nigga when he clock out
I'ma get him wacked at
his job and shit
Bâtard tu es quoi qu'tu fasses, Dieu
n't'a pas attribué de race
'Cause they ain't stoppin shit, yeah
Spin on your block like a remix
Shoot him in the face,
get his teeth licked
Coupé-décalé, tchétchène, armes d'Ukraine,
Scratch an opp off the checklist
I just bought a gun off Craiglist
Shoot an opp in the brain,
I'm leavin' the stain
Only thing you see is red shit
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If the police behind, we keep duckin'
My gun need some drawers, he got nuts
Whole gang, we strapped don't test us
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Fuck toutes ces biatchs, je sais
If a nigga play, he gon'
get bust, yeah
Repeint l'quartier d'un Blood
en bleu, tu es ma lune, eh
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
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