ฟังเพลงF U (feat. YoungstaCPT) (Explicit)

Do you ever get nervous?

Should make you nervous

Uh, uh, uh

Chad

Just to see the watch glow

Spend a lotta dough

Had her screaming out OH!

When she saw the dro

Way too fly

So I don’t know where we stand

And to be cool with me you gotta smoke a hundred grams

Just to set it off you know me I light it up

Homies say they’re the truth but they can’t lie enough

Big blunt in my hand and I ain’t high enough

Your man thinking that he d**e but he ain’t fly as us

Shorty say the feeling different every time she rock with us

Guess this sh*t is too appealing when you fly as f**k

Guaranteed to feel it if the boys start it up

Need that Roley on my arm uh ‘fore my time is up

So I grind smarter I’m working that grind harder

Take care of my mama, mama know that I would die for her

I thought that they were loyal, I tatted it on my arm

I gave you the most, you doubted me all along

You gon’ need a lesson to teach you from right or wrong

I kill you in a second, same way that I do all these songs

Every time you sit down just know that the time ticks

I would never miss a click, like an HD pic

We built it from the bottom up

Paid for the bricks

So unlike you f**k boys who just pay for your clicks

Touch down, new state, new city, new bae

Bust out, new fade, who with me, toupee

It got nothing to do with me but you two-faced

And I don’t f**k with these homies so I ain’t too fazed

When you’re f**king with me it could go two ways

I either take it straight or let her pack her suitcase

Off white T same colour as her tooth paste

Gotta brush my teeth, keep it clean after two j’s

Gotta keep it true with the two chains

They call me Chad but I’m the Don I got two names

Whoa!

Catch me Friday pull up at my local

When it’s EVT I go to coco

I’m not tryna get caught by the popo (no, no)

But when they smell that loud it’s that d**e though

Can’t believe what all of it come to

If my homies run on through they gon’ bust moves

Cops catch you with the d**e they gon’ cuff you

But I’m still blowing loud yelling f**k you

I still ‘lieve what all of it come to

If my homeys run through we gon’ bust moves

Cops catch you with the d**e they gon’ cuff you

But I’m still blowing loud yelling f**k you

F**k you!

I say this disrespectfully

Definitely!

I’m from CPT what you expect from me

I looked up to Ready D and ouens who were legendary

Now I toe tag emcees and send them to the cemetary

Destruction is the appetite

Disaster is the recipe

Feel the intensity, ’cause I don’t show no empathy

Y Gen’s the entity

The components we combine are explosive like chemistry and blow like south westerlies

The winds of change are coming from the West Kaap

Befok vir die Rottweiler do not trespass

You and the money deserve each other, you counterfeit

I’m shaking hands with crime lords and I’m proud of it

This accent is mine, I don’t fabricate it

You comment on it and you’ll get your let amputated

Every bar’s a dumb-bell, so you have to weigh it

This rap game is becoming overly saturated

There’s honesty in my music and I don’t wanna lie

It’s supper time and I’m serving guys the humble pie

F**k a train I’m on the railway running lines

You act surprised that I’m grimy for a coloured guy

Ahhh!

Your music so sweet, you’re like a pop sickle

I’m trying to get this white girl, I told her I know Locnville

I saw the whole design long ago, I’m like The Oracle

Everything is optional and nothing is impossible

My bars are abominable

Kicking it like Arsenal

Flyer than the cardinals, you’ll find me at the carnival

You can call me Wyclef, I’m taller than your triceps

F**king up your thought process like it’s mind sex

Set the mood, El Fuego keep the candles lit

My life’s a screen play, my lyrics are the manuscript

This verse will leave rappers on their back in the ambulance

I need a punching bag

You looking like a candidate

Now where the bars at, I’m looking for the hard raps

I wrote this verse when Chad recovered from the car crash

He showed me that anyone can overcome adversity

We do it for the underground but represent commercially

But f**k it

While I’m here I’m gonna stunt

If I don’t then go broke, I’m gonna rob the Waterfront

VNA right there

I used to fight fair ’til you woke up to South Africa’s worst nightmare

I wanted to be American and never use my slang

Now I’m scary like the motherf**king boogieman

I can take you anywhere, just like a Uber can

And bring it back like a f**king boomerang

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