Polo G - Chinatown Pt. 2 (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Polo G - Chinatown Pt. 2 (en) Lyrics
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I was in a rage when my feelings
died, but it keep my heart sore
I say I'm still okay when I’m feeling
bad, you can see I'm not sure
Stuck in a dark phase, tryna get some
cash, that's what he gon’ rob for
No more hard days, they didn't last,
had to speak to God more
Always choose gang, I ain't switching
sides, knees-deep in our war
This shit'll never change, pistol and
a mask, what I keep in my drawer
Clappin' shit for days, when we spinnin'
back? We need an encore
Chillin' with the snakes up
in the grass, no need for lawn
mowers (Lawn mowers)
I hit the streets, no time for college
I was knees-deep in the
'Raq with goblins
They cutthroat, ain’t tired of robbin’
A Perc' to cope, I’m high, I'm noddin'
That feeling when B died
was thе oddest
Evergreen my street sign,
yeah, that's our shit
Gang with mе in Cali, mobbin’
Steaks to eat, got tired of Ramen
My opps gotta be gay, way they
on my dick, but they won't
come out the closet
Speedin' on the E-way, clutchin'
on my blick, death comin',
I'm tryna dodge it
I knew that nigga was broke, only
talk about money, but it
don't come out his pockets
They tryna play me close 'cause
they want somethin' from me,
everybody so out of options
Fell in love with these
pills, I'm chewin' up
Every time I come down, I'm bootin' up
Long addiction, sittin' on a tour bus
Me and my twin in this bitch
like it's two of us
Fuck I look like scared
of you? Doing what?
Loaded weapon, my Glock-22 is tucked
Like Stephen, my shooters clutch
I ain't get the impression
that you was tough, uh
We ain't recruiting,
bro, you won't fit
Don't want no new niggas in my clique
I'ma stick to the niggas
I grew up with
You ain't go to them funerals,
you wasn't sick
I keep puttin' that shit on the Rick
We on the dynamic duo list
I tried to take his soul, but I missed
As long as you know I'ma
shoot my stick
I say I'm still okay when I'm feeling
bad, you can see I'm not sure
Stuck in a dark phase, tryna get some
cash, that's what he gon' rob for
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