lirik lagu lil' polo jr - final warning
[intro]
ayy, murda on the beat, so it’s murder when i speak
b~tch, you talkin’ reckless, now your body in the street
ain’t no passes, we gon’ catch ‘em, let that draco off the leash
say you slidin’? where you at? b~tch, we posted, bring the heat
[pre~chorus]
i pulled up with my ice on, b~tch, i flex like i’m the king
all that talkin’, get you checked, we leave your face up on the screen
b~tch, i’m smokin’ on your homie, tell that p~ssy rest in peace
ain’t no lackin’, i stay ready, keep that chopper next to me
[chorus]
she said she got the drop, okay, b~tch, okay
we gon’ spin and let it pop, f~ck around, erase his face
my lil’ shooter keep a glock, okay, okay
tell that b~tch to close her mouth, i ain’t got sh~t to say
[verse 1]
okay, what’s the move, n~gga?
hundred rounds up in this chopper, bet i clear the room, n~gga
talkin’ crazy, leave ‘em slumped, now he on the news, n~gga
better duck or you get touched, we put bodies in them tombs, n~gga
slidin’ with that fully auto, hit the corner, spray the lot
ain’t no cap up in my rap, if i say it, then it’s hot
we gon’ bust him in his head, we ain’t aiming for no leg
better pray before you step, ‘cause you f~cking with the dead
who the f~ck you think you testin’? hollow tips gon’ send a message
he was flexin’, now he restin’, now his mama learn a lesson
all my n~ggas really steppin’, we got drums like it’s a band
if he trippin’, we gon’ flip him, put that heat up on his man
[chorus]
she said she got the drop, okay, b~tch, okay
we gon’ spin and let it pop, f~ck around, erase his face
my lil’ shooter keep a glock, okay, okay
tell that b~tch to close her mouth, i ain’t got sh~t to say
[verse 2]
ayy, that murder sh~t, i seen it, choppa sing like it’s a remix
heard they hidin’, we still creepin’, let that ar do the cleanin’
got a switch up on this gl!ck, if i shoot, it ain’t no breathin’
f~ck a opp, we catch ‘em lackin’, b~tch, we shootin’ every season
i just dropped another bag, i ain’t stressin’ ‘bout the tab
i just threw my dog a fifty, told him take ‘em off the map
i be loaded off them pills, i don’t even feel my face
play with me, i bet you see that reaper’s hand up in your sp~ce
b~tch, we really livin’ savage, bodies droppin’ like it’s practice
put a hundred in his attic, now his homies light them candles
ain’t no mercy, ain’t no passes, when we slide, that’s closed caskets
if i catch him, b~tch, he gone, i send his soul up with a ratchet
[pre~chorus]
i pulled up with my ice on, b~tch, i flex like i’m the king
all that talkin’, get you checked, we leave your face up on the screen
b~tch, i’m smokin’ on your homie, tell that p~ssy rest in peace
ain’t no lackin’, i stay ready, keep that chopper next to me
[chorus]
she said she got the drop, okay, b~tch, okay
we gon’ spin and let it pop, f~ck around, erase his face
my lil’ shooter keep a glock, okay, okay
tell that b~tch to close her mouth, i ain’t got sh~t to say
[outro]
f~ck them n~ggas, we applyin’ all the pressure, ain’t no way
catch that p~ssy out in traffic, let that draco lead the way
if you step, then step correct, or get your stupid ass erased
ain’t no talkin’, ain’t no warnin’, b~tch, you dyin’ here today!
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