Ni Gute? ft. thedicekid Lyrics

Get 'Em Diceyyy

Get 'Em Diceyyy

Go

Go

Get 'Em

How can you play with the gang?

Do it or die

Intuitive eye

Tunes and I'm letting 'em bang

Kid got the crown

No putting him down

I finally let my nuts hang

I'm ducking the snakes they come with the fangs

I'll put ''em all on a pan

Please do not get me annoyed

They call me the kid you fuckin wit me

Then you gon' get played like a toy

If I'm on a mic I'm takin a hike

I'm getting rid of the void

You playing, you playing too much

Ni gute ukina na gang?

I nigga iri P

Ese uba uri swi?

Ni gute uhindura shi uvuze mukanya

Uri mubiki?

Ni gute unsarana G

Ndi kw'ishaza nkiri you better chill

Nkigwamo urapancika

Sinakubeshya uzabaze T

Ni gute ukina na Dice

Ukikaraga utazi na price

Ni gute uba ushaka bread

Utanakwiye na slice

Nigute ukina na Gang

Nigute ukina na Rex

Nigute ukina I ngoma y'ubufu

Niyakina nkanda next

Nigute G

Uvuga ubusa?

Iyo talk iri cheap

Keep your mouth shut

Ndi ku medita

Nkuwize Tai chi

I cut the bullshit

Nkumu Yakuza

Play with the gang

Are you stupid?

I'm in the stu

And the stu lit

Bangers on bangers

I got whatever that

You need

I gotta catch me a body

Every time I here a new beat

Highest degree bars

I didn't even finished UNI

If I talk you go listen

Your favorite rapper be my student

I am a gangster like Riley

But I be smart just like Huey

These niggas bunch of cheats

I ain't playing call of duty

I secure me the bag

Ion need other security

Ukina na gang turagorora intoki

Gute umvuga you ain't know me

Look at my shit stop assuming

Tukarenga yari OG

Ni gute ukina na Gang

Icyenda ni ebyiri mba nzikoreye

Ntituvuga rumwe ngo umpangayitse

I'm in my bag and I couldn't even care

Got alotta love for the money

You not talking racks that shit funny

Niggas be tellin on niggas

I ain't wit none of that bullshit

Double deuce in my Fanny pack

Niggaz be acting like dummies

Wipe his nose it look runny

Now he ain't talkin shit does he

He not breathing he got hit

You not bangin 2 9s nigga you ain't shit

I'm killin the scene and I ain't got no script

Nibi byana byo mbishyire ku mavi

Glock hit him in his shit he a no show

Niggas be out here bitchin like homo

Can't catch up on me y'all movin in slow mo

Too many straps so I don't mess with the popo