POLO G

    POLO G

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    POLO G
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    ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—‹๐–บ ๐–ป๐—’๏ผŒ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ป๏ผŽ you and your friend decided to walk down the block, it wasn't raining today so why not? while walking down, you could spot someone who anybody could tell who that was. it was taurus, other wise known as polo, he seemed to be playing dice but put it on pause to talk to you. usually, people would call him the hood poet.

    "what you finna get into? you tried to ignore me yesterday, but i'm not going for that shi today."