Singer: Polo G
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Song: Young N Dumb
Polo G - Young N Dumb Subtitles (vtt) (03:05-185-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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We was out here gangbangin' now
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Posted on the block, my chain swangin'
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Oh, to be young and dumb
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Don't believe in one-on-ones
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Thirty clip the AR and
we love them drums
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From where niggas die, gotta
be smart and keep you a gun
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My homie died, heard his mama
cry, R.I.P. to her son
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Wasn't on point, he'd be alive,
he ain't get to run
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Livin' every day hopin' we survive,
this the life of the slum
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In that black hearse, took his last
ride, in the dirt, now he done
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So much goin' on, I can't feel a
thing, I think that I'm numb
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Pay attention to detail, made
a million off my email
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Out in Malibu steppin' on seashells
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But it could be a Glock 23 shell
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Was stuck in the hood but I prevailed
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Where I come from, we don't see Yale
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Block baby, I'm a trap scholar
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I really studied them streets well
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Eyeball the work, we don't need scales
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I got baking soda on resale
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He'll do anything not to see jail
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No respect if he act like a female
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He really a bitch, uh, I
gave my glizzy a switch
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Four seconds, we empty a stick
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Bro just like Curry, he
really don't miss, uh
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Oh, to be young and dumb
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Don't believe in one-on-ones
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Thirty clip the AR and
we love them drums
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From where niggas die, gotta
be smart and keep you a gun
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My homie died, heard his mama
cry, R.I.P. to her son
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Wasn't on point, he'd be alive,
he ain't get to run
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Livin' every day hopin' we survive,
this the life of the slum
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In that black hearse, took his last
ride, in the dirt, now he done
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So much goin' on, I can't feel a
thing, I think that I'm numb
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Society got too many distractions
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Every problem don't need a reaction
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Toughest niggas, they
be in the past tense
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Even though kept his heat,
he was lackin'
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Lost his homie, he seen
the shit happen
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Knee-deep in that beef,
it was crackin'
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