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• Artiste: Polo G
• Titre: Battle Cry
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JTK I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid then you changed, nigga I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga They know how I bleed, swear that shit up in my veins, nigga I look my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in him Boy, I won't play ya, I go to war about my gang members I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggas Choppa showers, he gon' fall, once that rain hit him Addicted to this ecstasy, I like how it feel It's like I been poppin' X ever since I tried a pill Shit got me through some hard times, I lost my mind for real Lotta shit happened way too fast, I ain't have time to heal Ed was gon' make it on that court but he died on the field I was still hangin' in the hood before I signed a deal Posted on Hudson, jakes ridin' past, I had my .9 concealed Hotnem do no talking, they just spark shit when it's time to drill Lil Stank so reckless, he ride fast when he behind the wheel My shorty's hot, keep bending blocks, they gon' slide with the steel We lost some soldiers in that war so they been tryin' to kill I be dolo with my ice on, I been tryin' to chill I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid then you changed, nigga I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga They know how I bleed, swear that shit up in my veins, nigga I look my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in him Boy, I won't play ya, I go to war about my gang members I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggas Choppa showers, he gon' fall, once that rain hit him Ain't no playin' both sides over here, please make yo' mind up and choose Bitches chilling and then they sneak-dissin', I think they sorta confused Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, that's how brothers go missin' and niggas get put on the news You goin' through it, you losin' it, huh, my shorties eager to tighten your screws Them blickys go off like alarms, but you ain't wakin' up if you snooze Niggas be clowns, puttin' on shows for the media, I don't give a shit 'bout a muse I won't forget 'bout that list that you sent, we gon' get you for frontin' yo move My shootas some hell-raisers, come through poppin' bronze, they don't give a fuck ' bout the rules I played the block, went on them juugs by my lonely, I had the 4-0 up in school Fightin' anxiety so I kept spendin' my last on all the drugs I abuse Down on my ass, they ain't give a fuck about me, I felt like I ain't have nothin' to loose Now I'm in my bag, just tryna run up these millis 'cause I ain't got nothin' to prove I know these niggas never been a hunnid, they let that fame switch 'em Did all that preachin' 'bout bein' solid then you changed, nigga I'm from that 1300 block, I'm still the same nigga They know how I bleed, swear that shit up in my veins, nigga I look my brother in his eyes, I seen the pain in him Boy, I won't play ya, I go to war about my gang members I was in the trenches slidin' with them grave diggas Choppa showers, he gon' fall, once that rain hit him