paroles de chanson Tokyo Drift (feat. Laudable & Willing Listeners Forum) - Orakill

Okay I'm smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift
Smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift
Okay I'm smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift
Smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift

Khululeka sodilika ibutho lonke l'zofika
Nom' ungaphika but these kaffahs is nothing short of top tier
Ungazogingqa
You ain't never been up in the corner with us
Lalungekho usizo so we cut ties where's the (where's the scissors)
Mabonga spit the type of thing eyohlezi iba inkinga
Ngob' uyinkinga
Inking' ukuthi ubhuti uhlezi eminya
Steady bringing you the type of things you can't deliver
Ngines'zinda
Wogagamela, don't approach the winners

808s knocking like the cops do
Waiting on a saving grace to take me out the crops
Grew strong against odds
And the curses I was tied to
I walked alone to deliver you the gospel
I don't condone taking on the apostles
The words speak for themselves
Teeth in the bible
The sword swing separates the man from his idols
And I just burn my trees in a cycle

And I tell her baby swerve
She smoking all my weed and so she getting on my nerves
The blunt is fat enough girl I ain't worried bout your curves
We're just here to fuck around I don't know what it is you heard
Cooking with my niggahs like we entertain the gods
We trying to multiply the figures forced to go against the odds
But we're some highly trained up hitters and we're ready for the cause
But we gotta, gotta smoke a little more

Okay I'm smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift
Smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift

Okay I'm standing at the city edge
Surrounded by my brothers and I'm feeling really privileged
Mastering the craft wax off is Brazilian
Never in the mood to consider your opinion
Breaking down the walls like I'm Gideon
Knock knock pussy this a direct deliverance
The sign you were looking for
The fruits of your labor in the middle of my cutting board
Okay I took it way too far today
I push my limits just to see if I could bend them till they break

See you niggahs never had a chance you don't got what it takes
Coz my dealers got you folding bitch you cannot match the stakes
You ain't ever seen it done before with this much fucken grace
Heard they went and killed a rapper but they beat the fucken case
Somewhere in the clouds we're finna bring the rain upon you niggahs
In the cliffs we're rolling up and over looking all the villas
Demigodding in the strata overlooking all the sinners
We gonna hit you on the surface, we gonna hit you on the inner

Wandile bam'fanisa nengelosi
Uz' Ungam'chukuluzi ngob' uyazi ubhut' uneconsi
Cos' cos' Ses'yazamula ngoba us'zela ney'tori
One and only fourth hour, I be dropping on a quarterly
Seasoned kaffah, more than likely find me by my lonely
UMabonga ighosti more than likely just to find me floating
Seng'zothula coz I'm tired of the boasting
Senza kakhulu, now I'm tired of the posting

Okay I'm smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift
Smoking a bit
Drinking a bit
Rolling like Tokyo Drift