Dankie ft. Salt The God, Earl, Yung Trigo & MrEmzet Lyrics

Mo!

Your ready?

I'm ready nigga

I been read!

Menace

I'm from the 3-star (knife) vs the tool gripping

The pop bottle vs the old school you know katoon sipping

The padlock in the sock swinging your tooth missing

Pictures that when I bridge that gap with a new filling

Speak about the good old day

I'm from an era where you get robbed in school all day

Ska jumpisa that you got paid

The condom in your face kekelekeke Yizo-Yizo days

Yea

Killing for money these niggas are hungry

Walk in these streets and these niggas ducking

The bullets be flying the niggas be lying

But they do not know there momma is crying

I'm from the hood where the niggas be dying

Run it up till you run outta time

The hood is real when they talk about crime

The cops ain't there so you gotta rewind

I'm from the hood, ey

Where a lot of us niggas always gettin misunderstood

I ain't finna be rude, ey

But I done seen niggas snitching on another nigga to get money for food, ey

This isn't good

I don't trust no bitch fuck

Cause bitches be two faced

Honestly, it's to hard to come up where I used to come up that is in poverty

I ain't no role model

I'm headed to darkness so please do not follow me

Stay in school or with yo momma please

Life's a bitch

She opened ber legs and told me to take off my condom please

See thats where the problem is

Esabulela dankie

To the grannies the aunties especially the tannies

Esabulela dankie

I was a lytie ke sena beka ke sena verstaan nie

E sabulela dankie

You had my back all my di plane di sa tlakane

Esabulela dankie

To all the fallen we calling to lona abapantsi

Ndiphume Kasi Joe andinonga xwayi

It's rough there where I grew up

Khaltsha man, I carry a 9 before I leave the house

Kunzima man

He died on my arms

Blah Blah bamshaye Khanda

Vir Vaart andi frustaan

Yimpilo yase Kasi sbali, sonke siphande le mali

Akho smoko soba nice, Yayaz khazi

Sonke sphanda le mali kho smoko soba nice Yayaz khaz

Yeah

Sho

Just killed the game with skill

If you run your mouth you get killed

40 yi awuti yase gugx

7750

Trap star, I'm a king

Preacher, call me priest

Oh now they asking for features

Been humble I guess I'm they teacher

You know what they say about preachers

I'm not the type to talk loosely

Oh yeah this is life

Been popping and burning the booth

She says that I'm always the truth

Been holding it down for the youth

Quick cruz check my hood

Umzoli, ngu pisto ka gqudu

Esabulela dankie

To the grannies the aunties especially the tannies (mothers)

Esabulela dankie

I was a lytie ke sena beka ke sena verstaan nie

E sabulela dankie

You had my back all my di plane di sa tlakane

Esabulela dankie

To all the fallen we calling to lona abapantsi