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Sico X
Sico X
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So when i step up in the building ya'll be like... Who's that,Who that? Time for some schooling Sico-X espacin I've been sico since LamulaBoy esawu Magzine Blast from the past, I'm the director kule cast you better check your money dawg before you let it talk You know the street never sleeps, it always eying you like a halk You better catch a wake up, Ushawa nge viagra then you'll find yourself kwi stick up Seku late nge prenup, TRO at the back mfanakithi kshawi pholus Ng'stucke newlands today that's where you gonna thol'us Find me at the game Shack on my Playstation when I grab the mic, I'm uniting the nation You didn't come to dala then what you came here for K'shawu swidi inte clean i rhyme decor Your favorite mc yangbuza why engekho It feels good knowing we no longer do this for fame I'm Still one and the same, middle finger to straight to the game We hot, we lit, you can tell we sick, by the way that we spit, Tryna come dala we can take it to the street, You can call your friends it is what it is Don't try to put me down You got no chance, can't get me off the grid Homie am so lit And my team so big Blue Lights says they rule the streets My niggaz won't accept defeat Every time I'm in the streets my eyes are vigilant I can plug you up with the lean and the Xian if you want you can get some you can loss a heard my niggaz are always strapped, fuck my buji flow Sunday vibes i-castlite ikhasha phansi Dlozi lami intwana yakho seyabay'kunzi Laughing to the bank ngikitazwa iMali BegiCela ugagibambi!! begisacela ugagitinti!! somagarubeti mr Pocketfull of one's Merried to the paper,black card in my inlaws i suffer from sleep, i be where the money at Look at the b****that we be fucking You don't stand a chance Yellow mamasita give me head and she call me dead✨ Fake ngyaykhuthuza, ibhari ngyanyukunya gin'khumbuze ngan'tshela ngiynkinga mangabe kukhuphukwa ngikmele mawphumula, bhekusele uth'ukhathele aksafani nokukhuluma hbasobha syaphuthuma, endleleni syak'gudluza alela niyangicasula ngoba anizboni mangabe nifathuza iWhack ngamalengiso ubani owanfukula iyasthuka koFacebook nithi siWhack and syafufusa leKasi obuyncanyiwe, uyoDeb uyoTraper ukhathale ufice siklindile yolokhu sgijima le rapp asiyshintshile okweskibha siyphindile, sekdala ninglindile manje sengfikile bafana akenicacise uPistol obhalile ngzonshiya niphemile abanye ngfuna begundile thula hater kfike iRazzor bonke ikhono ngbaphucile nikhipha iykorokoro amaJoints nifuna sin'phushise sfike sinphashise. We hot, we lit, you can tell we sick, by the way that we spit, Tryna come dala we can take it to the street You can call your friends it is what it is don't try to put me down you got no chance, can't get me off the grid homie am so lit and my team so big On the grind, here to handle business I chow green, best believe pockets are healthy Came here for the land, like that guy switching parties Where my gangsters at Formulating networks Push patterns like suits and ties I stay off the grid Got me a good lawyer I body suits Far from orthodox My hustle is off the charts bench press and raise a bar my spirit in this bar a sentence I be handling eh! self explanatory From long line of work shu that's how you get the name right Came here to build Better get my money right. sondo lyajikajika kodw' ongalaz' angaphika. Ngzon'hlambalaza mangfika, kwabang' zondayo ngyacika. Ngijita my Nikka, El'swenka ngeskhindi ne sneaker. Kuzo hlehl' amabhotela Lana ngzoyzamel' isinkwa. Ng'shis' ihlobo nobsika, sengimdal' usanda kfika. Beze nemlomo bazosonela syabagudluza. Mungayaz' iRap hlala phans' ufunde mkhuluza. We're off Da Grid uzothi syadelela mase sik'hlaza. And syatheleka so hard, uzonyathelek' onebhad' we're good with it , K'khal' iyngane ure smooth bhuti (Ah) Rap angfik' nayo, foot' isgwegwe syaqonda mangsika kwel'jikayo. .uZulu Vibe inkinga foot' akaphakam ophikayo. .I'm still pain ko ncikayo, u skhothen ocikayo I am an underrated MC, Fast driven okwe teksi Khuza your chick not to text me, ngshayela phansi ngi flexy. Plus I kick ish', Messy. We hot, we lit, you can tell we sick, by the way that we spit, tryna come dala we can take it to the street, you can call your friends,it is what it is
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