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letra de free tay-k! - comethazine

[intro: comethazine]
b-tch, what? ayy

[verse 1: comethazine]
10, 12, 15, 15 for sure
yeah, that’s what i rep and i will pluck you like some nose hair
never met a loc that was thuggin’ more than i am
that b-tch wanna f-ck me ’cause the blue check on my ‘gram
i told that b-tch she gotta blow me first or she can’t get nan
boolin’ on the block with five n-ggas, make it six, man
i can’t forget the glock that i’m holdin’ in my right hand
i wish a p-ssy n-gga run up on me, make him float, man
he did not know i had the semi-auto in the coat, man (ayy)
ayy, usually i’m wettin’ n-ggas up like the pope, man
but if that n-gga lucky, i might murk his -ss with both hands (what?)
pop inside a p-ssy n-gga dreams like the sandman
and murk him where he lay like a mothaf-ckin’ death bed
free tay-k up out that f-ckin’ jam while you can, b-tch
before another n-gga end up dead up in that jail, quick

[verse 2: ?]
[?] b-tch [?] how i get that check and then i go
vv’s on my neck when my b-tch slidin’ down that pole
i just got that [?], then i shot him in his dome
n-gga, i been trappin’, i been breakin’ in yo’ home
yo’ b-tch called my phone, i know yo’ b-tch gon’ give me dome
these n-ggas say they trappin’, but cannot afford a phone
b-tches call my phone and i’m tellin’ ’em, “leave me ‘lone.”
i just wanna smoke some gas [?] they go home
i remember bein’ caught in a cell, that sh-t was cold
[?] sh-t, but stackin’ money, f-ckin’ hoes
and if a cop talkin’ sh-t, everywhere [?] joke
oh, that’s yo’ b-tch? well, she gon’ go, go, go, go
she say you sip too much lean, and she’s [?] with your throat
i been on the block with a sniper with a scope
ayy, and the white be sniffin’ c0ke
hoppin’ out the block with a sniper and a scope (ayy, ayy)

- comethazine

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