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b.i.p tazz - ysr gramz lyrics

[chorus]
don’t make me put my n*ggas on your head
tazz go on and live through me, my n*gga ain’t dead
i’m in the hood with lil tig, he fighting the feds
i had to cut that n*gga off, he was biting my hand
if i buy that sh*t once, i can buy it again
n*gga try one time won’t try it again
text a b*tch i’m tryna f*ck, i’m tryna slide in
i’ll step on your head in these size 10s

[verse]
i got a little tall b*tch, she like 5’10
i’m a young fly n*gga like i’m yfn
n*gga think he f*cking with me, n*gga drunk off gin
block punching all this sh*t, he gotta firebend
my n*gga playing with all these sticks like he tarzan
n*gga can’t even come around, the fiends tied in
made a k!lling off them percs, brodie got ’em in
don’t even ask if i got it, know i got fn
if i can’t f*ck the b*tch, then i’m f*cking her friend
brodie fast on his feet, she already f*cked my mans (d*mn)
flint small, that’s how this sh*t go
i’m a beecher n*gga, i throw 5s and 10*4s
old n*gga, you the type to call a lil n*gga “big bro”
taliban gang with them chops, they’ll make you get low
soon as i made my first ten, i wanted to get more
my family need it, that’s the reason i wanna get rich for
they was finna let your ass out, what you snitch for?
broke as h*ll, but he be out here acting like he rich though
ain’t got a car or a crib, why you go and buy a kit for?
my n*gga shooting dice, he always asking what it hit for
you ain’t gonna do sh*t, what the stick for?
bring all the guns to the f*cking hood, it’s a bl!ck show
this glock knock a big n*gga down like big show
n*gga you ain’t gangster, back then you used to hit roll
take it back, we was throwing dipset like jim jones
i’m throwing bs in the air, my pops a crip though
i’m trapping so hard i need a flip phone
he got hit with that switch, he’ll switch roles
[chorus]
don’t make me put my n*ggas on your head
tazz go on and live through me, my n*gga ain’t dead
i’m in the hood with lil tig, he fighting the feds
i had to cut that n*gga off, he was biting my hand
if i buy that sh*t once, i can buy it again
n*gga try one time won’t try it again
text a b*tch i’m tryna f*ck, i’m tryna slide in
i’ll step on your head in these size 10s

- ysr gramz lyrics

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