CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Mozambique

Umnqundu wamapolisa sana
Ndithe umnqundu wamapolisa

Yo, what's wrong with these neeks?
Man can’t tell me about these streets
Man never grew up near no damn beach
Mans got shooters from Mozambique
Shoot off nose and beak
So you lot roll in peace
But if you got suttin to say
Do not hold in, please
They say death comes in trois
So I do not roll in threes
Are you lot dying to p*ss?
'Cause you look like your holding Ps
Pull up, stolen jeep
Hood up, phone the police
Push up your boat and bleed
I heard they cook up the coke and leave
Mans going in there now
I'm just up the road indeed
I swear I search everywhere
Like I’m looking for phone and keys
Knife in the wind
Poke and breeze
Wish your girl never saw that
Poor Candice
Four man deep
One felt froggy, they saw man leap
Run, tell donnie and crawl back, weep
All that week
Oh, that's weak
Hole in your brain
You ain't gotta thought that deep
Man think I'm missing the drop
What? I caught that clean