In The Jungle
Yo
Dexta Dinho
To the dineros boy
Yo
Pull up at the trap spot
Ninjas smoking green loud
Nay i'walk ye'phara
Banyana ke a ba dribler
Ntwana call me scara 360 on the field dawq
Ga o gata ka mosela i'gear ngya'ishintsa
Uk'baba lo kwe ginger nobuso ngya'bomenya
Tsotsi ya mphaphela ke e kgeilela skhipa
Ska eswara ka makhura
Ba mpitsa shirt the reaper
Ba ntseba ka leswika
Ke tsoga ka moringa
Breakfast ya rabadia
Your crew can't keep up
Ntwana ra ba thinta bunch of lil b-s
Busy ra ba finger
Our presence is bigger
Ng'phethe nang'uZikka
Umjita uya siga
Nga mazwi uzok"dida
Toxic not a sweetner
This is not a sweet ride we kev ninjas with no bag
You advised to sit back
As we chasing big stacks
Ngapha popping real percs
You know a ninja leaned bad
Sippin on that dirty sprite in a farking bean bag
Can't let you see my drink damn Ray get back
Yeah I'm on my charles s-t
Da win is on out score sheet
You better quit and forfeit
Ninjas know we godly
Walking on they small heads
Hence I call em shawties
Mashonisa wa le game bro
I'm here to get my money
Liberate the game crew ya Chris Hani
They won't let us in they know we'll fark the game up
Style is on the peak
The drip is on some snow glide
Polaric s-t
Bih we got cold hearts
Musically gifted effects of hip hop
Smart mampara mina ngi'gwiny ispoja
Hold up
Ke swere skeem sa manyora
Sho daar as I pop my colar
This will be a showdown
As we screaming Oh Lawd Zikka fasa zolo
This is just a build up
Wait till you hear my ninjas
Drowning in my poetic Thoughts
Ow yes farking lawd
Two wrongs don't make a right
But two joints make my night
No ten joints make my night
Jumpman I'm alway high
Armslong I'm always fly
Armstrong I nailed my part
If you want I'll nail your mom
Heartless I'm skeleton
Thick bihs farked a ton
Yeah man I swear a lot
Thats because ion give a fark
Got my soldiers on the line
Fark around we'll fark you up
Double up that double cup
Poppin zennis in a bunch
You the s-t we double flush
Evil people cuss em out
We nuh need that bad vibe
You russ idiot waste man
Why you pree my damn style
Supernova clusters illuminate the whole sky
Bih we illuminate the whole sky
Yeah
We illuminate the whole sky
We are stars boy
Dexta Dinho
To the dineros boy
Yo
Pull up at the trap spot
Ninjas smoking green loud
Nay i'walk ye'phara
Banyana ke a ba dribler
Ntwana call me scara 360 on the field dawq
Ga o gata ka mosela i'gear ngya'ishintsa
Uk'baba lo kwe ginger nobuso ngya'bomenya
Tsotsi ya mphaphela ke e kgeilela skhipa
Ska eswara ka makhura
Ba mpitsa shirt the reaper
Ba ntseba ka leswika
Ke tsoga ka moringa
Breakfast ya rabadia
Your crew can't keep up
Ntwana ra ba thinta bunch of lil b-s
Busy ra ba finger
Our presence is bigger
Ng'phethe nang'uZikka
Umjita uya siga
Nga mazwi uzok"dida
Toxic not a sweetner
This is not a sweet ride we kev ninjas with no bag
You advised to sit back
As we chasing big stacks
Ngapha popping real percs
You know a ninja leaned bad
Sippin on that dirty sprite in a farking bean bag
Can't let you see my drink damn Ray get back
Yeah I'm on my charles s-t
Da win is on out score sheet
You better quit and forfeit
Ninjas know we godly
Walking on they small heads
Hence I call em shawties
Mashonisa wa le game bro
I'm here to get my money
Liberate the game crew ya Chris Hani
They won't let us in they know we'll fark the game up
Style is on the peak
The drip is on some snow glide
Polaric s-t
Bih we got cold hearts
Musically gifted effects of hip hop
Smart mampara mina ngi'gwiny ispoja
Hold up
Ke swere skeem sa manyora
Sho daar as I pop my colar
This will be a showdown
As we screaming Oh Lawd Zikka fasa zolo
This is just a build up
Wait till you hear my ninjas
Drowning in my poetic Thoughts
Ow yes farking lawd
Two wrongs don't make a right
But two joints make my night
No ten joints make my night
Jumpman I'm alway high
Armslong I'm always fly
Armstrong I nailed my part
If you want I'll nail your mom
Heartless I'm skeleton
Thick bihs farked a ton
Yeah man I swear a lot
Thats because ion give a fark
Got my soldiers on the line
Fark around we'll fark you up
Double up that double cup
Poppin zennis in a bunch
You the s-t we double flush
Evil people cuss em out
We nuh need that bad vibe
You russ idiot waste man
Why you pree my damn style
Supernova clusters illuminate the whole sky
Bih we illuminate the whole sky
Yeah
We illuminate the whole sky
We are stars boy
Credits
Writer(s): Thabang Kekana
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