Priddy Ugly – 30 Minutes To Soweto mp3 Download free
As we journey towards the weekend vibes, award winning record producer Priddy Ugly who have been tipped as one of the best in the genre returns with a new killer track titled 30 Minutes To Soweto alongside it’s lyrics. Cop below and enjoy.
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“30 Minutes To Soweto” will serve as his first track this year after the success of his joint mini album project “Soil Album” where he shared same studio with 25K and Maglera Doe Boy. On this one, he claimed it will be the first track amid his upcoming LP project which he’s yet to give the full detail. So stay tuned with us as we will be the first to deliver the full project upon release, but in the main time, update your playlist and leave a feedback with us using the comment box below.
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Priddy Ugly – 30 Minutes To Soweto Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
(Yeah)
Meadowlands to Birch Acres, Kempton to Soweto
Had some neighbours right next door that never stepped into the ghetto
Lerato passed away before she stepped into stilettos
Most majitas are Pinocchio that never met Geppetto
Most of our fathers were the type to beat our mothers
So our mothers wore a face-beat just to keep it undercover
And deep benеath the covers therе were heaps of secret lovers
Love we need to rediscover, just to teach it to each other
Many, many nights my mother cried herself to sleep
She never got the flowers for the times that she would weep
But black and blue eyes were the prizes she received
So my mother looked to God for the guidance she would seek, mh
Mae desculpe
My granny told us: Pray kea le kopa, kea le kopa
Tsoga badimo ba hau bao tsusa
Di poko tsao di skao tshusa
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
(Vrrr)
But of course
My cousin was a boss, in the block he was hot
Always kept it cocked, kept the Glock by his crotch
Made a lotta guap for the rock he would stock
If you spot the cops, tuck the pot in your sock
Copped a droptop, cherries tops they would drop (Drop)
Spinnin’ in a box and it cost him a lot
Was tryna live soft at the top in a loft
Was ’bout to lift off, when he got shot by an opp
A different world but the same hell
My other cousin in and out of a jail cell
It got my aunties thinkin’ they failed
Alotta o’ my uncles dipped and they bailed, cuz didn’t make bail
Spelete, na batla chelete, ka di rekere
Dripping like, like a sphetlele, ya di keleme
Ska mamela di menemene, le bo “vele vele”
Ne o bhabha jaka pelepele, nou wa bekezel’
[Outro]
