ฟังเพลง21 (Clean)

21 - Polo G

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Khaled Rohaim/Keanu Dean Torres

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Khaled Rohaim/Keanu Dean Torres

Decorate your block with red tape

Foenem slidin' every day

Bunch of spittin' out the

I been servin' fiends all day

Out there posted with the gang

We was taught to get it off the block

It's a hundred bands in the safe

Now I got expensive taste

Mike Amiri jeans fill 'em up with knots

I been on my grind every day

Don't believe in takin' breaks

I ain't stoppin' 'til we chillin' at the top

Swervin' on the E-way

Don't care if I crash in this coupe

I'm thinkin' 'bout too real

Might lose my mind in this coupe

Can't relapse off these

Man RIP to Juice

We was tweakin' off them

I popped my last one with you

Bond tight with my day ones

Ain't tryna find no recruits

We was playin' give and take

On that front line with my troops

Ayy like who want smoke

We got plenty

Keep two lil' savages on X and they gon' get it done

And them do surgery

They gon' clip his lungs

It was goin' down on the set

That's when this was fun

I just been ballin' on these like I'm Kendrick Nunn

Every day my birthday it's lit

I just turned twenty-one

Decorate your block with red tape

Foenem slidin' every day

Bunch of spittin' out the

I been servin' fiends all day

Out there posted with the gang

We was taught to get it off the block

It's a hundred bands in the safe

Now I got expensive taste

Mike Amiri jeans fill 'em up with knots

I been on my grind every day

Don't believe in takin' breaks

I ain't stoppin' 'til we chillin' at the top

Ever since I stepped up in this game

I've been a bomb threat

I was in the trenches

Tryna see a life beyond that

'Cause complacent usually die up in they complex

Where I'm from they turn death into a contest

Livin' by the all my trust into this compact

My went to war

But they ain't get no Vietnam check

Lil' bro want his head he tryna make his brains ooze

Lil' I'm from the Northside where they raise goons

Took losses in these streets

Got me singin' gang blues

I been a real 'fore this became cool

I'm the type to switch my watch up

Every time I change moods

He the type to get excited

'Cause he made The Shade Room

Decorate your block with red tape

Foenem slidin' every day

Bunch of spittin' out the

I been servin' fiends all day

Out there posted with the gang

We was taught to get it off the block

It's a hundred bands in the safe

Now I got expensive taste

Mike Amiri jeans fill 'em up with knots

I been on my grind every day

Don't believe in takin' breaks

I ain't stoppin' 'til we chillin' at the top