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SIN CITY
YoungstaCPT
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Smoke weed everyday
This is not a new allegiance to the West Coast
I been on the West Coast all this time
Somebody say CPT (CPT!)
Say CPT (CPT!)
Say "Kaapstad Naaier" (Kaapstad Naaier!)
Say "Kaapstad Naaier" (Kaapstad Naaier!)
Now say 021 (021)
Say 021 (021)
Say Y-GEN? (Y-GEN?)
Say Y-GEN? (Y-GEN?)
Hold up, wait
All the niggas who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
Sin City serve a nigga below
Hold up, wait
All the niggas who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
Sin City serve a nigga below
Hometown advantage, I'm batting for the West Coast
Pump action shotgun, underneath the trench coat
Firing squad symphony, you hearing that crescendo
Pit Bull Terrier, blooded like a red nose
We serving the best bars, we dressed like we waiters
Poisoning your food now, you dying as you ate it
Death from the rhythm and the sound of the hi-hat
For talking like a gangster, I kill you on a live chat
Red, blue, white, claiming colours like a rainbow
Wild Wild West and, we robbing the stage coach
You can catch a bullet to your brain any day
Riyadh Roberts just assassinated Jesse James
So you better move back when they shooting
The weapons we producing, is like Vladimir Putin's
Gruesome, Sin City you have been warned
If they wanna know where the king's born
Somebody say CPT (CPT!)
Say CPT (CPT!)
Say "Kaapstad Naaier" (Kaapstad Naaier!)
Say "Kaapstad Naaier" (Kaapstad Naaier!)
Hold up, wait
All the niggas who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
Sin City serve a nigga below
Hold up, wait
All the niggas who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
Sin City serve a nigga below
The last time that I checked
I was still the most hated
And it's nothing new
I'm the reason Capetonians throwing up a W
Did a lot of mad kak your parents said you mustn't do
For the truth, ma se kind, and some of it my mother knew
She was who I learned it from, when she used to hustle clothes
Same old tale in the '90s with us colored folks
Heard a lot of sob stories, everybody has one
Now they shooting AKs, we started off with cap guns
Early 2000s, hanging with the mad bunch
Stabbed you with a screwdriver, rob you of your Samsung
D500, black market, then we sell a phone
2011, open for Weezy at the Velodrome
You don't have to ask them, they know who's the West King
Statue of Van Riebeeck and my name should be etched in
I understand why I'm so hated
'Til the end, you know where I'm located
Somebody say CPT (CPT!)
Say CPT (CPT!)
Say "Kaapstad Naaier" (Kaapstad Naaier!)
Say "Kaapstad Naaier" (Kaapstad Naaier!)
Now say 021 (021)
Say 021 (021)
Say Y-GEN? (Y-GEN?)
Say Y-GEN? (Y-GEN?)
Hold up, wait
All the niggas who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
Sin City serve a nigga below
Hold up, wait
All the niggas who be thinkin' we soft
We don't, play
Sin City serve a nigga below
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