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Reagan Muhairwe (born 12 June 1992), commonly known as Ray G Rhiganz, is a Ugandan singer and songwriter. He mainly sings heritage music in Runyankore. He started singing in 2009 while at school until 2014 when he broke through with his hit song "Amarari". Ray has shared big stages with international artists like Eddy Kenzo, Meddy and Jose Chameleone on the Johnnie Walker Highball tour in Mbarara, He is among Allan Toniks, Sister Charity, Juliana Kanyomozi who come from Western Uganda. He has also collaborated with music heavy weights like Bebe Cool, Voltage music, Spice Diana, Serena Bata, Levixone, Truth 256. He attended Ishaka Adventist Collage, for his both Uganda Certificate of Education and Uganda Advanced Certificate of Education which he completed in … more »

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I'm tired, but I won't quit Spend a bag on my bitch, my fit, that's your
Rent And they hate me like I'm Chris
Don't need no pot, I sell bowls Baccarat all on my clothes
Fucked his ho, then sent her home I turn her on, she won't leave me alone

When you talk to me, better watch Your tone If you my dawg, then I'm gon' ride for you
I won't steal you wrong I sell a bag, in some forces, or some
Louis Vuittons Remember my Teachers ain't believe
Me, now they know my songs Thinkin' I ain't strapped, quickest way to get

Shot, yeah Pockets look like they Got beat up, I walk around
With them knots, yeah I won't Ever ever stop, dawg, I'm just Tryna
Get my point across Shawty said She wanna top me off, f*ck her
Mouth till she locked jaw Keep my Distance niggas weird, might just

Shoot 'em, I'm so serious Sippin' tris, this ain't no beer, niggas
hate, they can't get near Fucked Ya main (Jermaine), no O'Neal, another bitch, another
bill Keep my blick, this shit for real, another
day, another kill Oh yeah, pockets fat, they book me, I need

Them racks talk fast, if it ain't bout cash
Hold that thought, ain't tryna here That yeahhh gang, they know
Trapped out, till everything sold, Authentic, never told
Hardly talk, keep my mouth closed I'm tired, but I won't quit, spend a bag

On my bitch, my fit, that's your Rent, they hate me, like I'm Chris
Don't need no pot, I sell bowls, Baccarat all on my clothes
Fucked his ho, then sent her home, I turn her on, she won't leave me alone
When you talk to me, better watch Your tone If you my dawg, Then I'm gon' ride for you, I

Won't steer you wrong I sell a bag, In some forces, or some
Louis Vuitton Remember my teachers ain't believe me, now
they know my songs

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