Polo G (Feat. Lil Tjay) - Pop Out [Official Instrumental](Prod. By Iceberg & JD On Tha Track) 🔥 Beat Store: icebergbeatz.b... ● Instagram: @icebergwantabag ● Twitter : @iceberg_beatz For listening purposes only
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it’s gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I’m sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don’t get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane She don’t like her body, left the doctor with a new shape Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it’s Blu-Ray The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah I call lil' bro He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain) What you claim? You a lame You ain't never put in pain (put in pain) So I be around some killers That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game) If I showed you all my charges You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same) Made some choices in my life I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make) Lost my brother, seen him die And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate) Got that .40 on my side And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes) Bro, my hands can do the job And I ain't talkin' masturbate I was in and outta state (state) 'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make) I risked my life but it's aight 'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away) Fuck tomorrow, spin the block Just know we comin' back today (back today) I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hits your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
i totally thought it was "We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And theres gon be a 'rari, so tuck ya chain Imma kill a, girl, I’m sorry, but I can't change"
I hate when people say that likes it “ rari “ why would it be dumbass rari everybody would say that and it’d be so dumb and annoying like you over here rapping and don’t know the lyrics
She heard I'm a star, now she tryna take her clothes off Faceshot with this AR, I'm bound to knock a nigga nose off Drowsy off the Act', I'm sippin' lean until I doze off My homie trappin' like it's laundry day, he drop a load off Police at the bando, hit the back and cut the stove off Used to hustle packs but now I'm richer than my old boss Almost summertime, I'm finna see how much the Rolls cost If her friend ain't fuckin', kick her out and make them hoes walk Runnin' through them hundreds, new blue check, I guess I'm verified Cappin' off this ecstasy, I'm rollin' like I'm paralyzed You weren't out there thuggin' with the killers, you was terrified All my niggas pop out in them trenches, we don't never hide [Chorus: Polo G] We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane [Verse 2: Lil Baby] None of my hoes got a lot of mileage Keep it G, your style is childish Proud of myself, I finally found it Only keep the guys around me I go extra dressing with this drip, I call it Thousand Island I can make my youngin snatch your necklace for a thousand dollars Soon as we sexin', thousand problems Hoppin' on jets, this money calling I still be thuggin', I'm sorry, mama Pop out, I'm on every corner VVS on every stone This jewelry got my head gone These bankrolls got my head gone These meds got my head gone We been poppin' out since middle school This lifestyle ain't nothing new But we'll get rid of you, yeah We been poppin' out since middle school This shit here ain't nothing new Polo, what you tell 'em, fool? [Chorus: Polo G] We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane Verse 3: Gunna] And don't gotta explain (Nah), 'cause I got plenty stains (Stains) I pull up in Ferraris when I hop on the plane (No cap) Got diamonds on my Cartis (Cartis), I see you niggas lame (Lame) I'm in Miami Garden with a Richard Mille plain (Richard Mille plain) I'm a seed, you can't put me in a grave (No) Somebody pray for me 'cause I couldn't have been a slave (No) Float on the D-U-B's, we had cash back in the day (Yeah) Now the Rollie say the date, roll around in two-door Wraith (Two Wraiths) You gotta work hard, just can't make it off of faith I sold me a lil' hard for a few thousands, I was straight (Straight) I been jumped off the porch, learned to hustle for a plate Now the shrimp come with a steak, five star condo where I lay [Chorus: Polo G] We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
Un mio fratello all'angolo studiava per emergere I miei ricordi bruciavano, mio padre sempre assente Io seduto dalla preside, no soldi per l'affitto Un giovane di strada vuole diventare ricco Faccio pow-pow con la gang E io non poppo Percocet Hey slatt, otto mini me, sopra un mini van Nuova generazione, tu ricorda il nostro nome G svoltan con la trap come se è una benedizione Adesso mi cercano, non so cosa vogliono Un anno fa io lavoravo al Mc ed ero povero R.I.P. per un my dawg, ho la face sulla t-shirt Verso Henny a terra, penso a chi non c'è più, sì, da un po' Rondo e Shiva, questa roba è la youngshit Questo cell squilla senza precedenti Un mio fra vorrebbe cambiare i mezzi Lui lo sa è cresciuto senza pa', ora senti-menti Il club ora vuole il mio show 3g, ho il telefono in off Tic-tac, il mio tempo è costoso Grrr-pow spara ad ogni mio opps Non avrei detto che sarei dopo diventato qualcuno Sport in play come il derby, ma è su un Audi scuro Non so chi sei, qua il diablo non fa paura a nessuno Comprerò a lei un day date se ne vorrà uno Gioca a scacchi sulla mia Vuitton, sente meglio il ritmo Sparli sul mio nome, non paghi il mio affitto, chico .38 al lato del mio big bro, giuro non la clicco Il mio destino è scritto, benzina nel litro Rondo e Shiva come Inter-Milan Fuck il minorile per un bila, ora nel sedile ne tengo seimila Esco come adrenalina dai guai Mentro schiaccio la tua invidia, bye-bye Troppi cops, sono al top, non le Hawaii Rondo e Shiva, questa roba è la youngshit Questo cell squilla senza precedenti Un mio fra vorrebbe cambiare i mezzi Lui lo sa è cresciuto senza pa', ora senti-menti Il club ora vuole il mio show 3g, ho il telefono in off Tic-tac, il mio tempo è costoso Grrr-pow spara ad ogni mio opps
You guys do know this is not a remake right.. this is the original beat and the uploader is the producer. So you guys better download it now because it went mainstream and sooner or later it will be taken down. Especially if he make polo g buy the official masters to it.
@@IcebergBeatz Are you good with sampling? I really need this beat ill cash app you 50 for a remake. Its rap up 2018 by uncle murda. I just need the first instrumental because its 3 on one track. The remake has to be spot spot on with a little higher pitch to dodge infringement.
Polo G & Lil Tjay - Pop Out (Minecraft Parody) We join right in your server, I’m with the gang. And we’d be rocking diamonds, go leave the game. Gonna grief your base, I’m sorry. Your loot is lame. And I’d be mining gold ores, them creepers bang. We join your server and we breaking all the rules. Cause all the moderators and the admins look like fools. Them creepers rock with me, they will not ever bang. Command blocks on that bow and then we give it Power 8. She don’t like the newbie, left the server, joined a new game. Blowing up my DMs just to play some Survival Games. Heartbreak a girlie asking me to e-date. She was tryna take all of my diamonds but it’s too late. Joining all the servers, with my homies and we grief it. Grief the spawn, and grief some more and more until we leave it. Fortune 3 my pickaxe and efficiency my new axe. My pc runs Minecraft is in HD like it is 4k. All our loot is diamonds, your homies are rocking chainmail. Join some SMPs and then we take back what was once claimed. And the creepers blow, I better tightened up my armor. And we finna grief you like World War 2, no Pearl Harbor. We join right in your server, I’m with the gang. And we’d be rocking diamonds, go leave the game. Gonna grief your base, I’m sorry. Your loot is lame. And I’d be mining gold ores, them creepers bang. We join your server and we breaking all the rules. Cause all the moderators and the admins look like fools. Them creepers rock with me, they will not ever bang. Command blocks on that bow and then we give it Power 8. I call my boys and say we ready for the raid. You’s a noob, you are lame, you ain’t never played this game. That’s why I be around with Minecraft but never around Fortnite. If you raid my faction base then we will take back what was mine. Made some choices in this game I wish I didn’t have to make. Hacked on Hypixel and then I got for 30 dreadful days. Got two swords and my best homies grief your base and raid. All the haters joining me but most are getting in my face. I was in and out this game. Cause I got diamonds to raid. I risked my life for this game and my homie just past away. So tomorrow, run it back just know we gonna raid today. Call my homies just to make you leave this good game. We join right in your server, I’m with the gang. And we’d be rocking diamonds, go leave the game. Gonna grief your base, I’m sorry. Your loot is lame. And I’d be mining gold ores, them creepers bang. We join your server and we breaking all the rules. Cause all the moderators and the admins look like fools. Them creepers rock with me, they will not ever bang. Command blocks on that bow and then we give it Power
The more you saturate a beat, the more it gets overwhelmed. You got to make the beat simple so the rapper and the beat can go good together. Otherwise you get a beat that’s better than the actual song😂 Idk why I said allat I was just bored
[Intro] JD On Tha Track Iceberg want a bag, bitch [Chorus: Polo G] We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it’s gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I’m sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don’t get banged ’Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane [Verse 1: Polo G] She don’t like her body, left the doctor with a new shape Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase And every single dollar in these bands got a blue face Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it’s Blu-Ray The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith Dissin' on the gang that's gon' only get your crew chased And we hawk shit down, better tighten' up yo' shoe lace Lil bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray [Chorus: Polo G] We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane [Verse 2: Lil TJay] I call lil' bro, he said he ready for the stain (Said he ready for the stain) What you claim? You a lame, you ain't never put in pain (Put in pain) Swear I be around some killers that go crazy for the gang (They go crazy for the game) If I showed you all my charges, you won't look at me the same (You won't look at me the same) Made some choices in my life I wish I never had to make (Wish I never had to make) Lost my brother, seen him die and I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate) Got that .40 on my side and I'm just rollin' patty cakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes) Both my hands can do the job and I ain't talkin' masturbate I was in and outta state (State) 'cause I had a bag to make (Bag to make) I risked my life but it's aight 'cause God ain't let me pass away (Pass away) Fuck tomorrow, spin the block, just know we comin' back today (Back today) I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way [Chorus: Polo G] We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aimin' for your body, shots hit your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do that job for me while I hop on a plane
I call lil' bro, he said he ready for that shit (Said he ready for that shit) What you claim? You a lame, you ain't never put in pain (Put in pain) I be around some killers that go crazy for the gang (They go crazy for the game) If I showed you all my charges, you won't look at me the same (You won't look at me the same) Made some choices in my life I wish I never had to make (Wish I never had to make) Lost my brother, seen him die and I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate) Got that .40 on my side and I'm just rollin' past the jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes) Bro, my hands can do the job and I ain't talkin' masturbate I was in and outta state (State) 'cause I had a bag to make (Bag to make) I risked my life but it's alright'cause God ain't let me pass away (Pass away) Fuck tomorrow, spin the block, just know we comin' back today (Back today) I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
bukan tak percaya tapi ku terluka setelah ku lihat kau memilih dia kini kau kembali mintak dihargai bukan ku tak peduli tapi hatiku mati kau mungkiri semua janji tapi ku tetap disini walau ku sadari yang kau takkan kembali tiba tiba kau kembali tiba tiba kau pergi tiba tiba terjadi perpisahan ini masih tak dapat fahami apa yang kau inginkan semue benda yg kau ingini ingin aku tunaikan semu janji sayang tak mau rasa kehilangan sayang kau tu jenis gadis impian jika memilih pergi satu pilihan maka ku berundur diri satu jawapan
Pop out out his party im screaming mob My boys gone go retarded i point at sombody die Got a bag on my gun so i keep it up up my side Coming in catch me if im alive Pull up off the party and head back to the trap house Nigga selling crack selling weed we was trapped out Always keep a strap in the V if he act out Bend up off the cash doing things get the racks out Im really mobbing throwing Ms everywhere that i go I got alot of dead friends I thought might having some more U smell the weed b4 u see a nigga walk thru the door Alot of bad bitches money making come outta load Im really out here chasing money shits just come with the hoes I vert the money with the power if you got it and show Im a honor respect when i got i glow And i came with this bitch and im ready to blow
Behind me, I left a trail And all these niggas asking, whats that smell Left shitty nighas behind me, had to scrape em off my tail Money boat cruising, I dont need a sail Yo shit aint moving, put it on sale Yo bitch on my ding dong I call her belle
Told my lil nigga ride with me it's gone get hectic see a op in public got me reachin fo my weapon ain't no control when in gang mode have niggas runnin reckless and ooh my chasing chicken game be better when it's all bout benjmins but nah take from a hood c nigga When I say if it's you gainst my youngins my 40 step in
Siamo in gara per la grana non il success Guarda bada a come parla non sa di me Sbirri e materiale in casa cose succes La povertà si paga ad un brutto prezz Ho buchi nelle tasche e soldi sparsi in testa Il mio fra non sa che fare un arma punta in testa Questa vita non è nostra e no non c'è la siamo scelta Staro brindando alla vostra quando sarà la mia festa
Mi ricordo quando non c era niente da fare Inseguivo un sogno pero poi ce stato un Allert, allora risolvevo vendendo pane Meglio rimane soli come un cane Che avere affianco un amico che un infame Appena ti giri ti pugnalano alle spalle Non so più di chi mi posso fidare Amici che hanno fatto gli infami ed hanno firmato quelle carte, non ci volevo credere invece è andata cosi Se non ti fa forte la strada ti taglia le gambe Ormai si dissa solo su insta per finta e non più dentro alle barre, chiamo il amico è andato tutto alla grande, schiaccio te come se fossi un chiodo io un hammer. Taglio rime come taglio il fumo, non mi fido di nessuno neanche a casa sto sicuro Come si fa credere in qualcosa se i sogni son chiusi dentro ad un buco, qui si sa che non ce futuro, io ti vedo in faccia sembri infame non mi tradisce mai il mio intuito, Tutto, dormo sempre con un occhio aperto e l altro chiuso, io che penso sempre positivo ma qua giù ce solo buio, non voglio avere fame ma fare solo due soldi giuro, che se mi buttano dentro non parlo manco se fanno il culo. Rime grezze Russian roulette come la merce, se ne provi un po poi non riesci a smettere, ragazzini a 15 anni con le palline dentro alle tute termiche, non guadagni niente ma ricevi solo perdite, poi finisci sotto terra dentro al cimite', fare montagne di soldi o fare la fame sta a te scegliere. Bang.
Oh-ohh-ohh, yeah I call lil' bro He said he ready for the stain (said he ready for the stain) What you claim? You a lame You ain't never put in pain (put in pain) So I be around some killers That go crazy for the gang (they go crazy for the game) If I showed you all my charges You won't look at me the same (you won't look at me the same) Made some choices in my life I wish I never had to make (wish I never had to make) Lost my brother, seen him die And I just seen him graduate (I just seen him graduate) Got that .40 on my side And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes (I'm just rollin' past jakes) Bro, my hands can do the job And I ain't talkin' masturbate I was in and outta state (state) 'Cause I had a bag to make (bag to make) I risked my life but it's aight 'Cause God ain't let me pass away (pass away) Fuck tomorrow, spin the block Just know we comin' back today (back today) I call Polo, he come dolo, we get 'em the fast way
Really do the shit foreal n ian start trapping I was selling crack right before when they was rapping I started selling weed, thinking about robbing, now I’m taxing Started getting money, now I’m up, they said what happen
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