Testo Shoot It Off - Polo G
Testo della canzone Shoot It Off (Polo G), tratta dall'album Shoot It Off
These shorties be lost for a name
Slidin', it's always funny 'til you get caught
Raised up in that gang climate
He might never improve his thoughts
Tryna deal with fame, grindin', payin' for these funeral costs
If we got the right to remain silent
Why the fuck did he choose to talk?
That ain't what you was taught
You know you never say what you didn't saw
My lawyer paid whenever them cases do get fought
He ain't gon' say it
So his body language what I'm movin' off
I don't know who would cross
Shots from this Glock 22 get tossed
Bitch, we can shoot it off
He ain't get a chance to duck
He'd still be alive if his head was up
Don't cross that line
Playin' on our side 'cause that shit dead with us
Opps just put on acts
Like they ain't scared of us
Left with his pants down
We said don't lack
That's what they embarrassed for
My J got our stand stuck
Bugs Bunny, my carats up
Somewhere fuckin' a pair of sluts
Make them lil' hoes share a nut
Lil' bro left shit aired for cuz
Show no sympathy
Let him get spared, for what?
Think my heart might need a repair
It's numb, 'cause I can't care enough
Check his temperature for all that woofin'
Lay back, we give out whoopings
We got bodies for real
Please don't push quick to leave scouts cookin'
They ain't never gave shit to me, I took it
I used to dream, they insecurities made me think I shouldn't
Hard to escape 'cause they at the bottom pullin'
Duckin' cases, tryna dodge bullets
I kept spendin' time in county bookings, then I made it
Don't know why they thought he wouldn't
You can't change how God put it
Like the Warriors, that's how my squad lookin' (Gang)
These shorties be lost for a name, slidin'
It's always funny 'til you get caught
Raised up in that gang climate
He might never improve his thoughts
Tryna deal with fame, grindin', payin' for these funeral costs
If we got the right to remain silent
Why the fuck did he choose to talk?
That ain't what you was taught
You know you never say what you didn't saw
My lawyer paid whenever them cases do get fought
He ain't gon' say it
So his body language what I'm movin' off
I don't know who would cross
Shots from this Glock 22 get tossed
Bitch, we can shoot it off
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