Tyrant

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Azizi Gibson - Rap

Tyrant

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[Intro] Woah, dude This fuckin' nerdy man needs to stop with all these hard bangers, bro People that change the world are frightenin' Millz Douglas Spell scoliosis backwards, and I'll give you my bitch for free, nigga [Chorus] I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be coming in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) [Verse 1] Hello you fuck niggas (Hey) Don't get afraid when I bring the fire (Fire, woah, what's that?) Bow down to me and call me your sire (Sire) A quarter of you will sure retire (-Tire, we out, dog) You not the one that these hoes admire (Oh man) Yeah, I'm sorry y'all just suck (Well, goddamn) And, on paper y'all are mean, dead enough (Let me take a look at that) Yeah, you lose the games against teams that suck (Ah) Man, please shut the fuck up, go get the sup (Zip it) [Pre-Chorus] Really, who the fuckin' God? Me, bitch (Get that shit outta here, nigga) This ain't no hobby (Swish) Broken ankles if you around me You won't make it to no fuckin' round three [Chorus] I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) [Verse 2] Sorry, ain't tryin' to be mean (Nah) I just wanna make my green (My green) Why y'all niggas sippin' lean? (The juice) Let me get the xans and the beans (Oh, bean) Okay, that's just dead (Dead), can't do no [?] next That shit puts me to bed Shoot me in the head Watch my blood not turn red (Red) Can't fill my bones with lead (Ah-ah) Comin' in clutch, I said (I said) We pull us some bowls (Bowls), you don't need us to hold Especially on the cove (The cove) You know just how we ball So... (Ayy) [Pre-Chorus] Who the fuckin' God? Me, bitch (Get that shit outta here, nigga) This ain't no hobby (Swish) Broken ankles if you around me You won't make it to no fuckin' round three [Chorus] I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah) Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah I be comin' in clutch (Yeah)

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  • Azizi Gibson