Streets Talk
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Swag is on point I ain't letting up Nwana Ganu Boyy I've had enough Tryna get to the top Why they closing up Sipping some dirt Coz im from the mud I'm on my way And they know me And know that they Hate but can't show it It's real when your partners Hit OD In my hood they Be calling me O.G Swag is on point I ain't letting up Nwana Ganu Boyy I've had enough Tryna get to the top Why they closing up Sipping some dirt Coz im from the mud I'm on my way And they know me And know that they Hate but can't show it It's real when your partners Hit OD In my hood they Be calling me O.G She make it clap While I'm giving it slaps No bullet proof You could die on a track A gun on my hip And some cash on my left As soon as I press You ain't getting it back Vazhama kun byela Kur nwana uta kula Ta fuma and now It be making up sense Switele nhlokweni got Problems on problems But I promise ti nkingha I'm leaving them back Bang on my speakers N listen to Rap Lay on my bed while I'm sipping on Yak They told me I got this I told em that's wack Came back with the fuel We burning the Cap I think she a 6 She thinks I'm a 9 Even if she flip it I swear we don't match I got the fire I came With the match I don't got no feelings Real niggas don't catch But if you talking bodies And fucking your shawtys Just know that I'm ready I jab you like tank It's been hella off a minute Of spitting these raps Don't tell me bout Rappers who paying no tax You call it a message I call it a text You call it missile i call it a tech She thought I would chase But I'm standing in check Do this for my mates who be waiting on cheques Checkmate Swag is on point I ain't letting up Nwana Ganu Boyy I've had enough Tryna get to the top Why they closing up Sipping some dirt Coz im from the mud I'm on my way And they know me And know that they Hate but can't show it It's real when your partners Hit OD In my hood they Be calling me O.G They be calling me O.G Left on her on read Never told her I'm sorry She tryna arrest me She something like porry Kgaa It ain't what I say it's the way that I say it I'm starting of think Of the money I'm making Locks on my head Now I feel like jamaicans Baby I'm serious know that I'm bout you I won't hesitate If you need me I got you All of these niggas Ain't real they ain't like me We growing together I know they don't like it Stick by my side to the top We be climbing Stack up my bank on The road I be grinding You know I can't slip if I do they might try me Yeah Swag is on point I ain't letting up Nwana Ganu Boyy I've had enough Tryna get to the top Why they closing up Sipping some dirt Coz im from the mud I'm on my way And they know me And know that they Hate but can't show it It's real when your partners Hit OD In my hood they Be calling me O.G Swag is on point I ain't letting up Nwana Ganu Boyy I've had enough Tryna get to the top Why they closing up Sipping some dirt Coz im from the mud I'm on my way And they know me And know that they Hate but can't show it It's real when your partners Hit OD In my hood they Be calling me O.G She make it clap While I'm giving it slaps No bullet proof You could die on a track A gun on my hip And some cash on my left As soon as I press You ain't getting it back Vazhama kun byela Kur nwana uta kula Ta fuma and now It be making up sense Switele nhlokweni got Problems on problems But I promise ti nkingha I'm leaving them back Bang on my speakers N listen to Rap Lay on my bed while I'm sipping on Yak They told me I got this I told em that's wack Came back with the fuel We burning the Cap I think she a 6 She thinks I'm a 9 Even if she flip it I swear we don't match I got the fire I came With the match I don't got no feelings Real niggas don't catch But if you talking bodies And fucking your shawtys Just know that I'm ready I jab you like tank It's been hella off a minute Of spitting these raps Don't tell me bout Rappers who paying no tax You call it a message I call it a text You call it missile I call it a tech She thought I would chase But I'm standing in check Do this for my mates who be waiting on cheques (Checkmate) Swag is on point I ain't letting up Nwana Ganu Boyy I've had enough Tryna get to the top Why they closing up Sipping some dirt Coz im from the mud I'm on my way And they know me And know that they Hate but can't show it It's real when your partners Hit OD In my hood they Be calling me O.G
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