Street Hustle by Alhaji Dice: All for you.

Creativity meet lyrics as king of the North held from J-town Alhaji Dice release its classic album featuring Akatain. Is a breath taking song as words are string together in harmony to muse your comfort for your listening pleasure.

TRANSLATION OF LYRIC (VERSE 2)

I spid bloody flows like a head broken with bottles,truth is bitter give the haters to sip, am like pepper who test me must feel me in his tongue, am like monkey on trees, who price me on tree must follow me, am lyricaly sick,not malaria, the haters mind black lik eye pencil,beef is my food, give me spoon,if you want to copy my style, aint gat time for you,way back I could not buy shoes lik allstar now me and my guy we are allstar, was the busnes crocoah with a cobe webs, am drawing lines strength like woman stylist making lines to plate hair, I been no get mouth, now my mouth is like microphone everybody 1 test me, always on key, do fa so la, hopin 1 day I wil rule lagos fashola, na dis same street wey I hustle na dis same street I get my muscle, some dey go yanky dey go wash dead body dey come 9ja come form badooo