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Omertà
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I told my woe hold my weight, I was broke (Yeah)
They stole my song, they stole my drip, stole my flow (Yeah)
I told my woe, I have to do this on my own (Yeah)
I make hits, my shit bang, your shit sounds old (Yeah)
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
I’m never breakin' the code
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
I’m never breakin' the code (Kilo)
Ke baba kae boathla pheli ashma, tsaba ma ashma (Krush)
Nthwe ke bofileng ke asthma, wa betha 2 pull wa clara (Skyf)
I heard that they study the plug
Thеy curious ’bout what’s in my cup (Zurp)
Pour up for times I was broke, I need like 30 abovе (M)
I’m makin' sure when I drop it’s a classic, sang loma di pina (No)
They itchin' for Kilo Coke Dope, ba khamatsetse mamina (Junkie)
Revolvers and pistols that’s dirty I woke up and thought it’s a dream (Whoa)
The girl that with hella rare, I call her Louis Supreme (O)
Ke recorder fela ma wisa wa switch-a Oupa Manyisa (Oupa)
Ke emetse fela ho releaser game he ele soft rai tisa (Styf)
You lie in your records that’s cap, your shit is not what it seems (Cap)
I'ma stay solid like Kobe, I’m never switchin' my team (Mamba)
The fact that we state on these records, it’s not ’bout no regular shit
I told her don’t call me, she basic, she suckin’ on regular dick
You talkin' about me on socials, when I pull up on you, you stutter
I’m on the phone with my brother, I told him to check on my mother, yeah
I told my woe hold my weight, I was broke (Yeah)
They stole my song, they stole my drip, stole my flow (Yeah)
I told my woe, I have to do this on my own (Yeah)
I make hits, my shit bang, your shit sounds old (Yeah)
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
I’m never breakin' the code
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
I’m never breakin' the code (Kilo)
Keba ba kae badi ego tsa sasha, bao tshabo sata (Fierce)
Phonela ngwana satane, kamo Saulsville le pasca (Skull)
Before winter eka tsena re busa iman kao faster (Deen)
Ntjaka o robetse ko habo, maobane o lwele le se hata (Gloss)
I told lil' wardie if you walk up on niggas spray them ke zaka (Bag)
Therefore my lawyer he solid, we quiet o handler saka (G)
Vectors and Glocks for the opps and we kickin' your door in like tops (Spar)
Tatted the gang on my arm like Thatiso, my nigga totts (Louis)
General ho tswana le Teko but I’ll never play for the opps (Nah nah)
Kopantsha pumba mo Jade, my nigga stays in the blocks (Bruno)
I’m in the ghetto with caution before for nem pull up we corked (Pa)
We never swallow the stash officer onyaka ke tlhatse (Msage)
Bulletproof whip to the hospital, if my lil' shawty delivers (O)
You tweetin' ’bout smokin' my homies, wang gaycha or tlwayela masepa? (Cap)
If you come from the gutta you suffer, my lil' brother hand me the butter (Rama)
My mother, brothers and sisters for raisin' a delicate flower (Yuh)
I told my woe hold my weight, I was broke (Yeah)
They stole my song, they stole my drip, stole my flow (Yeah)
I told my woe, I have to do this on my own (Yeah)
I make hits, my shit bang, your shit sounds old (Yeah)
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
I’m never breakin' the code
It’s too many niggas that told
Too many nigga that fold
I’m sellin' work on the phone
I’m never breakin' the code