too much sm

you talking too much much nigga in my house i don't wanna see you bugde the nigga be talking from in the night till in the morning now he's caufing he told me he dreamed the coffin he better don't run away from death let's see what's about to happen next maybe he might just pop in heaven bare entlek pop ke seven bese o reka Heineken o robale ka Leven o lighte kwaii ka ketlel ke skelem se leleme o kena tAba a sa e tsebe ha phande money o bua ka basadi o dula a kentse baki ya rakgadi hape e nkha le mahafi pelo e ja serati ke cho jwalo ho maki entlek nkare ha tlale o dula a mpitsa habo hore re bale o tla heso leha ke sa hake batle o re ke motshwara hantle munate you nigga be making so many stories with ten thousand sorries now to the girl you borries you talking too much much nigga in my house i don't wanna see you bugde nna ke mfana wa sehlotho ha kele hae ke bua le Sesotho ke hotse ke ja lebese ka lephotho ke shapwa ke mmetse ke change flow the nigga acting like he really knows give me the smoke my nigga don't choke I don't joke never tell me you sniffing Coke you being hit by the stroke since now adays you broke daily being bitten by strangers might be gangsters you snitching daily for cash