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Naija English & Pidgin Drill Rap Lyrics (Verse 1) Boys dey move silent, no dey make noise, Dem no fit see us, we no be small boys, Area dey hot, but we cool like ice, If you cross lane, na your own be that price. (Verse 2) No be for mouth, na for action we dey, Talk anyhow, we go lock your own way, Street no be game, we dey hustle for bread, You go fit lose if you no carry your head. (Verse 3) Man don rise, but we start from the gutter, Now we dey pop, everybody wan utter, Money full pocket, but we dey move low, Dem no fit track the steps wey we go. (Verse 4) Area boys sharp, we no dey slack, If yawa gas, na we go bounce back, Anytime we show, dem dey feel our vibe, Real Gs for street, we no need hype. (Verse 5) Omo, no love for the street, na cold, Dey wan chop my shine, but dem no fit hold, We dey for front, no dey look who dey vex, All eyes on me, like say na dem next. (Verse 6) From Ikeja to Surulere, we dey spread, Dem know say the squad dey carry weight, no dread, No be gra gra, na the mind wey sure, Man no fit fall, omo, we too pure. (Verse 7) Lagos dey talk, but we still dey silent, Hustle no dey sleep, e dey move violent, Omo, any day, we go win that race, Stack am for pocket, steady set pace. (Verse 8) Dem dey wonder how we dey shine like this, No be magic, na work plus risk, Man dey for street, but I get big dream, Omo, e no go end till I reign supreme. (Verse 9) If yawa gas, we go handle am sharp, No dey dull, we no fit carry last, Area know say na we get the crown, For this drill game, we dey run am down. (Verse 10) Omo, no sleep, man dey hustle all night, For this street, you go fight for your right, Enemies dey watch, but dem no fit catch, We dey for drill, omo, we no dey match.

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Naija English & Pidgin Drill Rap Lyrics (Verse 1) Boys dey move silent, no dey make noise, Dem no fit see us, we no be small boys, Area dey hot, but we cool like ice, If you cross lane, na your own be that price. (Verse 2) No be for mouth, na for action we dey, Talk anyhow, we go lock your own way, Street no be game, we dey hustle for bread, You go fit lose if you no carry your head. (Verse 3) Man don rise, but we start from the gutter, Now we dey pop, everybody wan utter, Money full pocket, but we dey move low, Dem no fit track the steps wey we go. (Verse 4) Area boys sharp, we no dey slack, If yawa gas, na we go bounce back, Anytime we show, dem dey feel our vibe, Real Gs for street, we no need hype. (Verse 5) Omo, no love for the street, na cold, Dey wan chop my shine, but dem no fit hold, We dey for front, no dey look who dey vex, All eyes on me, like say na dem next. (Verse 6) From Ikeja to Surulere, we dey spread, Dem know say the squad dey carry weight, no dread, No be gra gra, na the mind wey sure, Man no fit fall, omo, we too pure. (Verse 7) Lagos dey talk, but we still dey silent, Hustle no dey sleep, e dey move violent, Omo, any day, we go win that race, Stack am for pocket, steady set pace. (Verse 8) Dem dey wonder how we dey shine like this, No be magic, na work plus risk, Man dey for street, but I get big dream, Omo, e no go end till I reign supreme. (Verse 9) If yawa gas, we go handle am sharp, No dey dull, we no fit carry last, Area know say na we get the crown, For this drill game, we dey run am down. (Verse 10) Omo, no sleep, man dey hustle all night, For this street, you go fight for your right, Enemies dey watch, but dem no fit catch, We dey for drill, omo, we no dey match.

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