Ballout - Up them poles lyrics

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Ballout - Up them poles lyrics

(Hook:Fredo Santana) See Fredo see that n***a just to let you n******gs know f** this b**hes f** this ho see my money come first Have my youngest kickin door lay you on that floow For that bag for that money you ain't gotta gotta go See that kushes what I smoke you ain't beef you get smoked See your b**h she ain't s*ut she just s**ing hit her do I'm that n***a bout you know You ain't know it now you know If it stack we up them poles If it stack we up them poles (verse 1 fredo santana) You turned down I'm turned up Play with me you get burned up My whole team got thirtees 2k's for them fourtees Smokin dope gotta caugh it Play with me you wanna caugh it I don't f** around with no goofy n******gs Them n******gs belong in the circus I wish you n***a would put that hands on me I bet he want never see his dam family Cause all my n******gs they k**ers Savage life I'm living I'm mouth here drugdealing Just tryi'n to make a living Big a** crip but I only use the kitchen I don't trust n******gs they snitching tripping over this b**hes b**hes lovin my pimpins f** a b**h get missin I'm with the sh** and you weazy So stop ball at petific (Hook:Fredo Santana) See Fredo see that n***a just to let you n******gs know f** this b**hes f** this ho see my money come first Have my youngest kickin door lay you on that floow For that bag for that money you ain't gotta gotta go See that kushes what I smoke you ain't beef you get smoked See your b**h she ain't s*ut she just s**ing hit her do I'm that n***a bout you know You ain't know it now you know If it stack we up them poles If it stack we up them poles (verse 2 Ballout) If it stack we up them poles Fourty to his nose I got gold you ain't know b**h I got rolls Round all for got tools Stunt on them ho's Bang with it from the go 3hundred all I know Smoking dope war this thing Tryi'n hit this thing If he gotta kick his door Fredo gone blow With ya'll don't know All is gone blow Lot of guns gunshow I swear this n******gs ho Our here on the block b**hes swear we dunkin opps b**h we are selling racks On tha block so Glocks So please don't get shot So please don't get shot For we put you in da box For we put you in da box (Hook:Fredo Santana) See Fredo see that n***a just to let you n******gs know f** this b**hes f** this ho see my money come first Have my youngest kickin door lay you on that floow For that bag for that money you ain't gotta gotta go See that kushes what I smoke you ain't beef you get smoked See your b**h she ain't s*ut she just s**ing hit her do I'm that n***a bout you know You ain't know it now you know If it stack we up them poles If it stack we up them poles