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T Black - Money Good (Prod. by Ciza Beats)
T Black – Money Good (Prod. by Ciza Beats)
T black one of the best artist from delta state after the successful release of Ekene and Hustle that is still Trending, He is here again with another Tune titled Money Good and Produced by Ciza Beats When you no get money them call you Monkey when you Don get money them call you honey money good.
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T Black - Hustle (Prod. By Kizzy Beats)
T Black – Hustle (Prod. By Kizzy Beats)
After the successful release of money good, Ada.
T Black set the street on fire again with this mind blowing and motivational song titled HUSTLE.
The song explained that If you no get money shame on you go and hustle, pastor na hustle, pressing na hustle, olosho na hustle go hustle.
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Know Me (Prod. by Zaytoven & T Black) - Law ft. Gucci Mane
Igloo
I dress for the weather when I’m home, strangled by scarf and puffer jacket, hanging on cold bones. The central heating doesn’t work when I’m here, single glazed windows from a warmer time of year. I, shivering in silence, watch you pop ice cubes in your mouth; questions crawl to the tip of my tongue but you haven’t given my license. Your glasses are frosty and you’re in just pants, my eyes are lusting yet, I know we can’t. You can’t. I can’t. Won’t, don’t. Teeth chattering, your glare tells me to stop but you don’t get that the shivering is not enough to generate the heat I need to keep me alive and trust me, I’ve contrived plans to bring the fire back but I’ve learned wood and wood can sometimes lack flames. And really, even though we repeat ‘no one’s to blame’, we lie we both know I am here, sitting in our sub zero room because of you. No, I won’t play that game. The one where I explain how you dragged me here and you respond with ‘I love you, dear’. I was the one caught in the headlight. You know? You know. And sometimes, while I wade up hill through the snow slid-skiding across the ice, I wonder what it is all for. Nothing but a flare I felt once, twice, I was hoping would come again. Maybe if we dim the lights?