first day out - luda g lyrics
[intro: young og cpt]
luda
og
hulle het maar gehoor van ons man (ja)
[verse 1: luda g]
ek gister gepraat saam met young op die phone
hyt gewys ek moet drop, ek moet bly in die dome
jaza pic ek roek an lyk soos ai capone
gee n fok om oor die rappers
want ek sit dan opp die throne
op my first day out swag ek alles vlone
al my bru*se in n vito almal unknown
as ek sak soek ek diamonds op my tombstone
slat my ys soes n pirate alles 2 tone
grave digger van kleins af thug to the bone
sien n opp in my scope еn dan wipe ek sy nose
ek еk flip n briek oor die wes*kaap
dan maak ek n 100k nou, n*gga sonder n show
sak is vol van die dough
in in die projects strap ek in n condo
ek was fokkol en ek kan dit onthou
n*gga toets my b*tch en ons doen n rego
in a sprinter van of n fokken vito
flip bricks heeldag, een op een af
hou die stick op my heup automatic 40
wiet jy hoeveel fokken deals doen ons nou in een dag
drop n hit op die b*tch
[verse 2: young og cpt]
i can make a bag in 17 ways
one for the family, one for the j’s
i do it for the rocklands, i do it for the plain
when i get my first milli ima buy a plain jane
i cut up the ganja and fill up the leather
og and luda, we chase the mandelas
i pick*up the phone and he tell me:
my brother do you know that we will be rich till forever
i come from the flats but i’m laming in gucci
b.i.g and i’m feeling so juicy
luda g hy ko deur met n uzzi
met 4 kinners binne n jacuzzi
almal my honde is gebaita
hulle d*nk dat hulle is street fighters
hulle sê sys reg en ek chaise haar
and i bring the flames with no lighter
it’s easy to hustle, ou bru its not physics
make lekker dite while i’m writing my lyrics
it runs in the blood and i keep up the legacy
this sh*t here is coloured supremacy
[verse 3: luda g]
te min codeine in my cup, gooi nog in
gister gespin met my b*tch in die rocklands
ski mask op my gevriet soos n goblin
straight out of compton
my b*tch het n purse met n glock in
luda loop by die bank met n block in
dies n e36 dolphin
wat my b*tches in sit, voor in
bring gou die mac*11 ek lat dit storm
coloured supremacy
mix die remy martin met die hennessy
is net g.o.a.t in haar memory
doen die kak vir my bloed en my family
ek vat al die shows
voel soos weezy daai tyd in die hollygrove
b*tch is tyd om te whip man sit aan die stove
tot ek vrek gaan ek represent al die goats
ball tot die einde toe b*tches nooit val die goats
[verse 4: young og cpt]
ek is die enigste engelse goat
s*xy laaitjie maak die kinners benoud
fok met my jy maak die grootste fout
in my mond is n moerse boat
lam in die trap met die helse bendes
elke maand is dit fokken desember
van eks n jamaican
you say i’m a vark but you are mistaken
naaier cause i don’t eat bacon
they know that i’m taken
ma kyk nou vir satan
i know that i’m bossy and fragrant
but i am not vacant
and when i landela in paarl
i take you off of your kêrel
just for me to prove a point
smoking on a joint
when i’m done with you
you gonna need some ointment
for that goiter my honne vriet jou op soos n oyster
cause when they see food they get enjoyment
then when you talk with me you need appointments
i just k!lled that sh*t like deployments
i make your blood red like its valentines
you can’t touch this like ham and times
and i’m still shouting free palestine
jou kind moet nou ophou can my d*nk
sy weeti dat ek is dangerous
my manskaap stalaza is stainless
en sy van is mister leave you brainless
and i’m done
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