CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Soudy Soudy II
Okay, shay' i-vluit
All my n***as hungry, ntwana fak' i-plate
Ma us'khInya sizok' shaya ngomzimba sonny, body weight
If I see it, I like it, I take it, I ain't tryna wait
Most of y'all are my targets, It's time I annihilate
Five minutes of fame, f**k being an hour late
Took a taxi to success, only you and I relate
What they know 'bout taking cabs?
What they know about having faith?
What they know 'bout saying grace and trusting God to change your place?
I remember I was starving, fiending for a taste
Victory is sweet, but it ain't no seedless grapes
I let them count a hundred stacks, ngifike ng'shay' igreis
Oh I can do it, that's on facts n***a no mistakes
I know about unicorns named Shana
Her titty game strong, she make them bounce like Impala
Let's take her to the hood, I'll holler
A.K 47 from Taheem's, I'll dala, gwala!
Living in a free world but nothing's for mahala
You gotta pay a fee to see that devil in Prada
And if you sleeping you don't eat, walala wasala
I'm dripping with the heat, hot sauce like Masala
Close my eyes and P.R.O, reincarnated
Died and came back because the game needs saving
I feel him in my spirit, make me leave the mic blazing
And we them n***as from the south that leave your house blazing, yeah
All my n***as hungry, ntwana fak' i-plate
Ma us'khInya sizok' shaya ngomzimba sonny, body weight
If I see it, I like it, I take it, I ain't tryna wait
Most of y'all are my targets, It's time I annihilate
Five minutes of fame, f**k being an hour late
Took a taxi to success, only you and I relate
What they know 'bout taking cabs?
What they know about having faith?
What they know 'bout saying grace and trusting God to change your place?
I remember I was starving, fiending for a taste
Victory is sweet, but it ain't no seedless grapes
I let them count a hundred stacks, ngifike ng'shay' igreis
Oh I can do it, that's on facts n***a no mistakes
I know about unicorns named Shana
Her titty game strong, she make them bounce like Impala
Let's take her to the hood, I'll holler
A.K 47 from Taheem's, I'll dala, gwala!
Living in a free world but nothing's for mahala
You gotta pay a fee to see that devil in Prada
And if you sleeping you don't eat, walala wasala
I'm dripping with the heat, hot sauce like Masala
Close my eyes and P.R.O, reincarnated
Died and came back because the game needs saving
I feel him in my spirit, make me leave the mic blazing
And we them n***as from the south that leave your house blazing, yeah
