Correction Lyrics 1632 by Zoocci Coke Dope

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I remember it was hard in the pits with my dawgs
Made it out with scars, that's a kiss from the gods
Gold drip on my wrist look like p*ss on my arm
My pinky ring bling make you ring your alarm
Know some scammers with the cards who think sin is a fraud
If you let 'em in then they pimpin' your broad
Money make them spin like the rims on a car
For the money, kill your kin leavin' skin in the tar
You not rich if you trip over tips at bar
You rich if your kids kids kids got a farm
A b*t*h n***a chin needs a fist not a palm
When you n***as RIP you not missed where you from
And when you dead and gone they might sing you a song
Did your mama wrong, she can't bring you along
Now she missing your charm
Calm while you trimming her lawn
At Avalon and she is picking your plants (Hela heh)
Majita  ba ko Ivory can strip a car quick
His girl works at XO, the strippers arе thick
I went with my chick and she was all on my stick
In my ear said shе wish that she could swallow my kids
Never sleep with a girl you wouldn't father life with
A couple bones from my father gave my daughter my ribs
Pause, n***a really hard but they ain't hard as my clique
Spliffing with Zoocci so pardon my Piff
Amakhosi or a Pirate?
Amadlozi are not silent
In the land of the violence
In the sand we get diamonds
And every man is an island
Majita ko di kasi, they die every day
Okapi to the body, you die where you lay
Mamis selling body, survive on the pay
But her mama got no money, she cry every day
Majita ko di kasi, they die every day
Okapi to the body, you die where you lay
Mamis selling body, survive on the pay
But her mama got no money, she cry every day, ayy, ayy

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Mandisa from Mashemong in Tembisa
Worked at her mama saloon in Mambisa
O pila, wa fisa
Jitas ba brika ha fithla
Ba mo bitsa ha ba bona a jika, eh
Boseho ne a strip-a
Do anything for di klippa
Only if you tipped her, sister never been a sthipha
Could've been a cook, lost her life to di thipa
By a landslide storms turned my soil into mud
Boiling the spud turned my oil into blood
My cousin went to jail just for foiling these drugs
Poisoned his guts now it's spoiling the love
But cav', thugs be avoidin' the hugs
They tryna fill that void and they judged
The slugs in my gums turned my voice to a flood
Now you moist in the mud
Majita ko di kasi, they die every day
Okapi to the body, you die where you lay
Mamis selling body, survive on the pay
But her mama got no money, she cry every day
Majita ko di kasi, they die every day
Okapi to the body, you die where you lay
Mamis selling body, survive on the pay
But her mama got no money, she cry every day, ayy, ayy

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I'm talking about the hood Charlie, ngikhuluma nge kasi
And I'm telling you who's from the hood and who's not from the hood
I'm also from eKasi
Have you ever been to America?
Hay' no, I'm not going to America
Okay, so you don't know how the American hoods life's like?
Have you ever been to eTembisa?  No
So you don't know how my hood is like
But I'm here now, but I'm here now
That why k'mele ngiyok'faka eKasi so you must learn
But I'm here now
I want to take you to my hood you must see
Let's go to hood
Sho asiy' eKasi Charlie
I'm a hood n***a
Nami ngiphum' eKasi Charlie, uzogcwala wena
I'm a hood n***a
I'm also from eKasi
I'm one of the motherf**ken hoodest n***as you'll ever meet

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