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rare tazo - first degree lyrics

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yuh
b-tch x2
t a z o
yea

(verse 1)
t-t-t there’s a demon sitting below my flesh
i been up for days i ain’t no time for no rest
tazo working b-tch i ain’t worried bout the next
if you gone talk all that sh-t better do it with ya chest
p-ssy n-gg- want talk out his neck
when i catch him imma put da blade to his neck
if you gone be my son now you gotta do ya best
walk you like a dog (come here boy) now go fetch

(verse 2)
think i won’t pop out n-gg- huh yea bet
watch me f-ck yo b-tch have you stressed
got the f-cking blade i ain’t worried bout ya vest
maybe next time don’t come round here and flex

i’m smoking on loud tryna stop voices in my head
me and my n-gg-s all evil we hungry we want be fed
you could be safe n-gg- but you wanna talk all this sh-t instead
let me shut the f-ck up cause i know you talking to the feds

(bridge)
aye
i keep that bread in my bag no grocery
b-tch i’m working hard ain’t no n-gg- f-cking holding me
straight up from the mud me and my n-gg-s our hurt so deep
i be in the stu tryna stay out them f-cking streets

(verse 3)
put your hands on my brudda they gone charge me with first degree
hit my f-cking gas you gone be coughing it’s hard to breathe
i’m tryna make that bag so no i ain’t gone rap for free
b-tch i am the chosen one just watch me b-tch i got the key

switch it back up on them n-gg-s
n-gg-s know me man i come with my clippas
you n-gg-s be p-ssy you n-gg-s be b-tches
why you always wanna talk to dem b-tches
you n-gg-s be hoes you n-gg-s be p-ssy
yo b-tch wet like them lakes in missouri
tazo snap b-tch but i’m just a rookie
you n-gg-s sweet man i call you my cookie

- rare tazo lyrics

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