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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Clydee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sandile Shokane
Songwriter
Thabiso
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Savage
Producer
Lyrics
Oh, can you talk about pussy or whatever
Shut the fuckup
I can talk about pussy, the moon and rap circles around bitches
I don't give a fuck
And rapping fast don't mean you can rap
So shut the fuck up
And looking ugly or looking like a man don't mean you can rap
So sit down
Next?
Savage On The Beat, yeah
Where 'em niggas that was bragging bout em hoes (Is that your ho?)
Where 'em niggas that was talking bout em guns? (Shoot your shot)
Where 'em niggas that was talking lotta shit? (Chit-chat)
Where 'em niggas that was thinking that they gang
There gon' be blood, sweat and tears (yes)
Blood, sweat and tears
There gon' be blood, sweat and tears (yes)
Blood, sweat and tears
Aye, where 'em stupid niggas at
Nigga said he runs the hood
We know he on weed
Only time he run is away from me
Blood, sweat and tears I been perfecting my craft
Young nigga on a strive who got a messed up mind
Who got nothing but them thick thighs
We see you clown niggas making jokes about yourselves
Why you even on the mic? huh?
You got balls to text me that you hate me
I don't give a fuck about you niggas cant keep your pants up
Hope a nigga feel the same when I pull up
Goofy down then I body all this niggas we saw
They be acting like they hot but I heard they not
This niggas throwing shade just to make themselves feel better
About they living pull up
Where 'em niggas that was bragging bout 'em hoes (Is that your ho?)
Where 'em niggas that was talking bout 'em guns? (Shoot your shot)
Where 'em niggas that was talking lotta shit? (Chit-chat)
Where 'em niggas that was thinking that they gang
There gon' be blood, sweat and tears (yes)
Blood, sweat and tears
There gon' be blood, sweat and tears (yes)
Blood, sweat and tears
The hood be a hard place to be
Though it build a bitch
Blood, Sweat and Tears
Had to face my fears
Since day one we've been climbing up the stairs
It's young Trinity here
Fucking all you fakes
They would rather hate
A milli' or more at stake
Roaches on the hide
Since I came out
More thousands than 'em
Real word to the preachers kid with the peaches emoji on the net
Thick thighs and it's looking like it's ham
He be vegan but he eating up my meat
And I tell all my niggas
You gotta have thick skin to be on my team wussup
Where 'em niggas that was bragging bout 'em hoes (Is that your ho?)
Where 'em niggas that was talking bout 'em guns? (Shoot your shot)
Where 'em niggas that was talking lotta shit? (Chit-chat)
Where 'em niggas that was thinking that they gang
There gon' be blood, sweat and tears (yes)
Blood, sweat and tears
There gon' be blood, sweat and tears (yes)
Blood, sweat and tears
Writer(s): Sandile Shokane, Sandile Tshepiso Shokane, Zackaria Thabiso Mtau
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