Ghetto Angels

I had police tryna see brother fail
I don't play up in the streets it's not a game
I have enemies who call me boipebi
I lost brothers on the stress for chasing paper
I was struggling, I remember
Tell why they killed bro in November
We were soldiers flyin on santa
I quit smokes like I'm tryna beat cancer
Hunger kiyona kar ingtsutsile bupilo
Tswara kilo, tswara zaga it's nothing
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I got homies in the ground in the dirt
I stay true to my squad like I'm thug now
Zangabulala mutu ubulela masipa
My uncle died I was barely over 12
My other uncle died when I was smoking shelf
So pilo yaka itlendze madi liPain