Marince Omario, Skirth Madonna, Cheifkellz - Give it back mahnı sözləri (lyrics)
[Marince Omario, Skirth Madonna, Cheifkellz - Give it back mahnı sözləri lyrics]
Yeah yeah yeah scared of sharing
Not scared of sharing
Link up with the mandem then
We pop and share it not scared of sharing
Not scared of sharing
Link up with the mandem yeah
This shit is why I’m here
Make you ple shun all the tears
Ntaade kεse yεbεhyε
Make you no shiver no fears
Εkwan no deε εwa nti yεεkɔ yanim yεnsan
Yεεkɔ yanim yεnsan yakyi daabi daabi
Masesa me nkuku nkaka na matu faaa mekc ooo
Εfa me me aa yε bε didi ooo!
Wɔyaa wɔbaa ni wɔnaa ni wɔjaa
Nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the for the give it back to the
Yeah street yeah
Share the bread get to the bag of cash
Share with the street and family
Wɔle bɔni hɔmɔ to bed dey stress
That be ma stress in bed
Got to be there for the gang
No go rest till I see the fam eat
Namɔ kεε we forget the same street
That was there when the rich dey flow shit
Namɔ kεε we forget the same street
That dey jam to the sounds before hit's
Kellz the one from the trap
28 grams greasing a bag
Roll with the jiggyness can’t go out Sad
Come with the Petty, you getting bitchslap
Wo Girl no na yε wi no sε KitKat
Welcome to Accra
All My Niggas in the Big Rich City
Land guard or Game Boy get lit with me
Obroni kraa yε twi nidi they ain’t that Witty
Avenor Boys hyε Jalabia di Pop Wheelie
Brought a 100 Bikes out
Like I’m meek and it’s philly
Marince had to put me on this, and it’s litty
Time to give back
And he know that I’m with it
A nigga like Skirth got the
Drip and it’s fitted
Always in my bag tesε Goyard
I trap and I go hard
Young and I’m reckless, I’m living like O-Dog
Mεn Hwε me Bone so na blessi me o lord
Blessi me o lord!
Wɔyaa wɔbaa ni wɔnaa ni wɔjaa
Nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the for the give it back to the
Yeah street
247 on the coal tar grind for the kwacha
I get people for the street I ain’t gon’ lie
You know what be hunger
Seen it with my own eyes
You no go trust when I tell
You that we suffer ay!
Wild all day there’s no time
Mans gotta die tried
Biaa ne n’apanpan, meso Mede woso wode
Gyae manim hwε, hwε so yε wode
My jigga wait!
Dinero Dinero for my people
No go wait till they beast mode
Whether legal or illegal
Εkɔm yε ya no be false talk
All day finesse on the street woah!
Keep it low that’s the g code!
I’m counting the days I gotta wait to
Bring back to the street woah!
Man dem drop for street enpoboa aba
Mo bε gye bi na mon sheer
No switching, we dey trap all day
Ain't waste time, money we dey spend
Me and ma boys dey owe the street big time
So we never bed boys wo tee shuuu shi wo ba
Chale Ma people meni Nyε kεε
Not scared of sharing
Link up with the mandem then
We pop and share it not scared of sharing
Not scared of sharing
Link up with the mandem yeah
This shit is why I’m here
Make you ple shun all the tears
Ntaade kεse yεbεhyε
Make you no shiver no fears
Εkwan no deε εwa nti yεεkɔ yanim yεnsan
Yεεkɔ yanim yεnsan yakyi daabi daabi
Masesa me nkuku nkaka na matu faaa mekc ooo
Εfa me me aa yε bε didi ooo!
Wɔyaa wɔbaa ni wɔnaa ni wɔjaa
Nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the for the give it back to the
Yeah street yeah
Share the bread get to the bag of cash
Share with the street and family
Wɔle bɔni hɔmɔ to bed dey stress
That be ma stress in bed
Got to be there for the gang
No go rest till I see the fam eat
Namɔ kεε we forget the same street
That was there when the rich dey flow shit
Namɔ kεε we forget the same street
That dey jam to the sounds before hit's
Kellz the one from the trap
28 grams greasing a bag
Roll with the jiggyness can’t go out Sad
Come with the Petty, you getting bitchslap
Wo Girl no na yε wi no sε KitKat
Welcome to Accra
All My Niggas in the Big Rich City
Land guard or Game Boy get lit with me
Obroni kraa yε twi nidi they ain’t that Witty
Avenor Boys hyε Jalabia di Pop Wheelie
Brought a 100 Bikes out
Like I’m meek and it’s philly
Marince had to put me on this, and it’s litty
Time to give back
And he know that I’m with it
A nigga like Skirth got the
Drip and it’s fitted
Always in my bag tesε Goyard
I trap and I go hard
Young and I’m reckless, I’m living like O-Dog
Mεn Hwε me Bone so na blessi me o lord
Blessi me o lord!
Wɔyaa wɔbaa ni wɔnaa ni wɔjaa
Nɔ wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the love
Give it back to the street
Wɔyaa wɔbaa wɔnaa ni wɔjaa nɔ
Wɔnaa for the for the give it back to the
Yeah street
247 on the coal tar grind for the kwacha
I get people for the street I ain’t gon’ lie
You know what be hunger
Seen it with my own eyes
You no go trust when I tell
You that we suffer ay!
Wild all day there’s no time
Mans gotta die tried
Biaa ne n’apanpan, meso Mede woso wode
Gyae manim hwε, hwε so yε wode
My jigga wait!
Dinero Dinero for my people
No go wait till they beast mode
Whether legal or illegal
Εkɔm yε ya no be false talk
All day finesse on the street woah!
Keep it low that’s the g code!
I’m counting the days I gotta wait to
Bring back to the street woah!
Man dem drop for street enpoboa aba
Mo bε gye bi na mon sheer
No switching, we dey trap all day
Ain't waste time, money we dey spend
Me and ma boys dey owe the street big time
So we never bed boys wo tee shuuu shi wo ba
Chale Ma people meni Nyε kεε