Pace by ThaRealCardo Lyrics
Okay cool
Cruising on the highway
I’m too faded, I’m too wasted
Looking for my celly
Felt that shit vibrate, fuck a private number
Fuck you niggas want?
And plus I’m cursing on this, truly speaking on it
I’m in influenced by these gangs, got us twisting signs
That stash a knife behind the tree ‘fore we go in the club
That let me hit that khuvy wet while we still in the club
That let me… I don’t even wanna say it I might lose my tongue
You know I’m Rambo now?
Cardogotfriends that’s a mission statement, no apologies for sleeping on me
You hear now
And most the people run up on me on some, Cardo Cardo Cardo so you rap now?
Yeah, I guess now
Even isrhumsha sase kasi s’yakhalaza ba: “How can u shoot’i video unga stouchi?”
Hade mangenge
Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi Pace brah, Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi Pace brah
Nd’betha ngez’nyi…
Back on the high way blue lights behind me
I’m looking fucking sketchy, I pull up I don’t got no shit on me
That torch light flashing hard I feel it on my shoulder
I’m like “Oh shit I’m in trouble now”
“Sir roll down your window, this is a dangerous area to be cruising on, you got a weapon on you?”
I said “I fucking wish”
That nigga giggled looked at me asked if I’m on drugs, am under the influence or something
I said “I might have drank a bit”, showed him unopened bottles
That vodka crystal clear, I might as well give you one hit it after your work
I gotta hit the road
My people waiting on me, my people waiting, my people wavey
You niggas hating you niggas hating, you niggas hating
Ekse
Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi brah, Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi
Nd’betha ngez’nyi pace yeah
Cruising on the highway
I’m too faded, I’m too wasted
Looking for my celly
Felt that shit vibrate, fuck a private number
Fuck you niggas want?
And plus I’m cursing on this, truly speaking on it
I’m in influenced by these gangs, got us twisting signs
That stash a knife behind the tree ‘fore we go in the club
That let me hit that khuvy wet while we still in the club
That let me… I don’t even wanna say it I might lose my tongue
You know I’m Rambo now?
Cardogotfriends that’s a mission statement, no apologies for sleeping on me
You hear now
And most the people run up on me on some, Cardo Cardo Cardo so you rap now?
Yeah, I guess now
Even isrhumsha sase kasi s’yakhalaza ba: “How can u shoot’i video unga stouchi?”
Hade mangenge
Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi Pace brah, Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi Pace brah
Nd’betha ngez’nyi…
Back on the high way blue lights behind me
I’m looking fucking sketchy, I pull up I don’t got no shit on me
That torch light flashing hard I feel it on my shoulder
I’m like “Oh shit I’m in trouble now”
“Sir roll down your window, this is a dangerous area to be cruising on, you got a weapon on you?”
I said “I fucking wish”
That nigga giggled looked at me asked if I’m on drugs, am under the influence or something
I said “I might have drank a bit”, showed him unopened bottles
That vodka crystal clear, I might as well give you one hit it after your work
I gotta hit the road
My people waiting on me, my people waiting, my people wavey
You niggas hating you niggas hating, you niggas hating
Ekse
Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi brah, Ekse nd’betha ngez’nyi
Nd’betha ngez’nyi pace yeah