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Get Yo Act Together Video (MV)




Performed By: King Polo Next
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Ronald Brown




King Polo Next - Get Yo Act Together Lyrics
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Say you a stepper in you riding for yo niggas
That ain't yo gun that you be posting in them pictures
Better get yo act together in the city shit official
Bitch my pockets still swole don't send no threats i shoot want miss you
Since a nigga think I'm playing i'm gone knock off some more
Drop his ass stomp him to in howling murder she wrote
You playing games gang gang them savages at yo door
In i thank god for everything a nigga could of been broke
Imagine only being twelve and jumping right off the porch
They always tell me bring that fire so I'm gone make sure it scorch
Lil bitch it's savage to the streets i speak this shit from the heart
Don't run yo mouth we chase you down and leave yo ass in the dark
I'm bussing at these niggas now as I'm passing the park
Cause i'm gone lay the pressure on you i'm gon win that's for sure
Nobody know what i be doing i keep my enemies close
See we gon lay thats everyday we see him finna leave out
F*ck up his face shoot up his body watch the pussy bleed out
They try to kill me i was blind but now a nigga see now
They ain't gone learn just go and smoke him bitch that's putting your feet down
They ain't gone learn just go and smoke him bitch that's putting your feet down
Say you a stepper in you riding for yo niggas
That ain't yo gun that you be posting in them pictures
Better get yo act together in the city shit official
Bitch my pockets still swole don't send no threats i shoot want miss you
Since a nigga think I'm playing im gone knock off some more
Drop his ass stomp him to in howling murder she wrote
You playing games gang gang them savages at yo door
In i thank god for everything a nigga could of been broke
Heard you outside with a gun ain't got no shells
Bitch i love that heavy metal i send shots from anywhere
Doing hits we in that cat so it ain't shit to make them stretch
I see yo homie riding dicks but it's ok because he next
See if tez pay you a visit you want breathe again
In them drakoes to yo face that's when we meet again
Yea bitch we in the streets again
Yea bitch we in the streets again steppa steppa
Gang gang
Say you a stepper in you riding for yo niggas
That ain't yo gun that you be posting in them pictures
Better get yo act together in the city shit official
Bitch my pockets still swole don't send no threats i shoot want miss you
Since a nigga think im playing im gone knock off some more
Drop his ass stomp him to in howling murder she wrote
You playing games gang gang them savages at yo door
In i thank god for everything a nigga could of been broke
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English

Say you a stepper in you riding for yo niggas
That ain't yo gun that you be posting in them pictures
Better get yo act together in the city shit official
Bitch my pockets still swole don't send no threats i shoot want miss you
Since a nigga think I'm playing i'm gone knock off some more
Drop his ass stomp him to in howling murder she wrote
You playing games gang gang them savages at yo door
In i thank god for everything a nigga could of been broke
Imagine only being twelve and jumping right off the porch
They always tell me bring that fire so I'm gone make sure it scorch
Lil bitch it's savage to the streets i speak this shit from the heart
Don't run yo mouth we chase you down and leave yo ass in the dark
I'm bussing at these niggas now as I'm passing the park
Cause i'm gone lay the pressure on you i'm gon win that's for sure
Nobody know what i be doing i keep my enemies close
See we gon lay thats everyday we see him finna leave out
F*ck up his face shoot up his body watch the pussy bleed out
They try to kill me i was blind but now a nigga see now
They ain't gone learn just go and smoke him bitch that's putting your feet down
They ain't gone learn just go and smoke him bitch that's putting your feet down
Say you a stepper in you riding for yo niggas
That ain't yo gun that you be posting in them pictures
Better get yo act together in the city shit official
Bitch my pockets still swole don't send no threats i shoot want miss you
Since a nigga think I'm playing im gone knock off some more
Drop his ass stomp him to in howling murder she wrote
You playing games gang gang them savages at yo door
In i thank god for everything a nigga could of been broke
Heard you outside with a gun ain't got no shells
Bitch i love that heavy metal i send shots from anywhere
Doing hits we in that cat so it ain't shit to make them stretch
I see yo homie riding dicks but it's ok because he next
See if tez pay you a visit you want breathe again
In them drakoes to yo face that's when we meet again
Yea bitch we in the streets again
Yea bitch we in the streets again steppa steppa
Gang gang
Say you a stepper in you riding for yo niggas
That ain't yo gun that you be posting in them pictures
Better get yo act together in the city shit official
Bitch my pockets still swole don't send no threats i shoot want miss you
Since a nigga think im playing im gone knock off some more
Drop his ass stomp him to in howling murder she wrote
You playing games gang gang them savages at yo door
In i thank god for everything a nigga could of been broke
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Writer: Ronald Brown
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