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lirik lagu c-mob - brazen

[verse 1: fredro starr]
ayo, i run with the goons and the creatures
ayo, i got more sins than your f~cking local preacher
half these rap n~ggas sweeter than f~cking peaches
i mastered the rhyme, i’m like krs: the teacha
i’m known for rocking timberlands and black hoodies
camouflage, white pitbulls and a black bully
semi~automatic flip back with the mac fully
on the corners, serving rap fiends crack goodies
i could make it thunder and rain, i’m brainstorming
that n~gga standing next to you, i’ll leave your brains on him
come back with the polo trench, changed on em
n~gga with the pots and pans and banged on em
onyx is them n~ggas, we kick in the door brazen
stick em up, l!ck in the .44 we blazing
this og got me blazed, i’m looking asian
so throw your guns in the air, f~cking wave em

[chorus: c~mob]
brazen, no matter what, i’ve never gave in
kick in the door, the .44 will wave in
k!ll a rapper, then i p~ss on the grave he lays in
i’m brazen (brazen)
brazen (brazen)
brazen, no matter what, i’ve never gave in
kick in the door, the .44 will wave in
k!ll a rapper, then i p~ss on the grave he lays in
i’m brazen (brazen)
brazen (brazen)
[verse 2: sticky fingaz]
ain’t n0body out here that’s coming to save em
always gotta have the iron on, maiden
n~ggas better give me my roses, jalen
or it’s f~ck him and the mother who made him
cause it’s trill in the field, n~ggas out here get k!lled
and when they start shooting use your body as a shield
catch a homi’ on the real, n~gga die behind the wheel
when i start the revolution all you’ll probably do is squeal
i know you hate me motherf~cker, will you join the club?
couldn’t double your money if you folded it up
you know what the difference is, these n~ggas sensitive
impatience is what you have when there’s too many witnesses
b~tch n~ggas, kick em out, cars, we’ll trick em out
bad b~tch, d~ck her out, there’s trouble when the stick come out
they don’t wanna knuckle up, they know that we’ll f~ck em up
hands, feet, touch em up, gunshots, buck em up

[chorus: c~mob]
brazen, no matter what, i’ve never gave in
kick in the door, the .44 will wave in
k!ll a rapper, then i p~ss on the grave he lays in
i’m brazen (brazen)
brazen (brazen)
brazen, no matter what, i’ve never gave in
kick in the door, the .44 will wave in
k!ll a rapper, then i p~ss on the grave he lays in
i’m brazen (brazen)
brazen (brazen)
[verse 3: c~mob]
kick in the door, the .44 will wave in
flipping decor, you poor wh0res are begging
stricken and sore, my floorboards awaiting
visions of gore, then more war will wage in
brazen, run up, i make your cranium crack quickly
that’s sticky, and fredro is on the track with me
caskets, we fill them, we blast quickly
so drastically, practically always in black
better watch your back, strictly tactically flow
got hoes when the prophylactic be stacked with me
see them react with me theatrically
after the devil in black d~ckies who pack bl!ckies
walk up in church, make the reverend run, i’m that tricky
brazen, you don’t wanna see me act up
obese hoes with no libido: i don’t give a fat f~ck
get my money stacked up, i will never lack bucks
and my round’s an applause but you’ll still get clapped up

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