Текст песни City Boys (feat. Cool V) - Okunka feat. Cool V

Even if I go die no be this year
Ebi Accra wey we Dey
You for trade fair
Cos it all comes back tamɔ tsuɛsɛɛ
Kill or be killed
It's a demon world, no rest
Bi Akwɛtɛ
Skrr, that's my new car
If you hear krr, it's my new line
If you hear ahh, it's my new bitch
Okunka egbo, ni etee
Ni esa eba ekoon
It's a new me

What will a Nigga do
When I pull up on you in your crib eating dinner with your children too
What will a nigga say
When I pull up on you with your girl rocking mini skirt balancey
How will a nigga act
When I pass by the high school
Take your son, father him
Yeah I should
Mama screaming everyday on her knees
She regretting her labor
She talking to Jesus like
Nyame honhom
Bra ne so o
I cannot do this on my motherfucking own
Nyame honhom
Bra ne so o
I cannot do this on my motherfucking own

Life in Accra is not for the weak
Life in Accra, money, hoes and weed
Life in Accra, is not for the weak
Life in Accra, money, hoes and weed
Even if I go die no be this year
Ebi Accra wey we Dey
You for trade fair
Cos it all comes back tamɔ tsuɛsɛɛ
Kill or be killed
It's a demon rest world
No rest, bi Akwɛtɛ
Skrr, that's my new car
If you hear krr, it's my new line
If you hear ahh, it's my new bitch
Okunka egbo, ni etee
Ni esa eba ekoon
It's a new me

Yeah
I go crush red light wey the koti want try stop me
Over-speeding, hold up
Catch me for the bus stop
No be small slap wey I chop
With the beating
Yeah
So I push am one Ghana for inn pocket
Shegey reasons
Yeah you got to know it's all about the cash
So you gotta keep it stashed
And these niggas owe the peeping
I'm about the money money
Fuck all them hoes and the weed
I'm trying to jump a body
Look, I wanna count on the cheese
I pick the rari Cardi
And I got her twerking at the back of the seat
Whipping, she mad at the cream
Okunka, pile up my cup with the lean

Life in Accra is not for the weak
Life in Accra, money, hoes and weed
Life in Accra, is not for the weak
Life in Accra, money, hoes and weed
Even if I go die no be this year
Ebi Accra wey we Dey
You for trade fair
Cos it all comes back tamɔ tsuɛsɛɛ
Kill or be killed
It's a demon rest world
No rest, bi Akwɛtɛ
Skrr, that's my new car
If you hear krr, it's my new line
If you hear ahh, it's my new bitch
Okunka egbo, ni etee
Ni esa eba ekoon
It's a new me