[Music] Luka Pryce – Mission Pryce (Re-Up) Ft The Big Hash

South African singer-songwriter and performer, Luka Pryce, introduces a new song titled "Mission Pryce (Re-Up)".

The well enchanted song serves as Luka Pryce's latest entry this year following previously released songs.

Furthermore, the impressive single features Award-winning music star, The Big Hash who delivered an amazing verse.

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Luka Pryce Mission Pryce (Re-Up) Lyrics:
I'm going hard in the kitchen (Kitchen)
Y'all better run up the plaques
That nigga Pryce on a mission (Mission)
You cannot argue with facts
Try me you might just go missing my nigga
They taking you out in a flash
Y'all niggas say that you winning
Y'all niggas better do that yeah

That nigga out on the loose (Out on the loose)
That nigga packing the juice (Packing the juice)
Swerving in his mama whip
Whip it around like a coupé
That nigga madder than you (Than you)
Nigga you better than who
Y'all finna talk like a bitch (Bitch)
My bitch is hotter than you

I say fuck all that industry trash, nigga me and Hash in the back and we blasting
I'm tired of this niggas, they whack, nigga and I'm a whack nigga assassin
See, I ain't even tryna rap with you niggas you get on the mic and you're capping
See, I might even start to write for you niggas I get on the mic and it's practice
See, I'm not shitting on anybody but a lot of you niggas gotta go
And I told my pops I be leaving the crib and I'm coming back home with a lot of dough
Now I just might give 'em a verse for the stinky I'm doing these niggas like dominoes
And you might just be a lil' goat in your city but dammit, I'm Zulu, slaughter goats
Now Back To The City, I be fucking it up I got a bag full of beats and I'm running it up
It's a wrap for you niggas, think you better than us It's back to back then I'm backing it up
But I'm the same old nigga, new raps and shit
Pesos nigga, they bag a bitch
Cape on, looking like an activist, but they wrong, nigga I'm an antagonist
But I gotta play on like FIFA then I gotta hold it down like this
Crown on, stand tall like Caesar head down 'cause I mind my shit
I fell in love with a girl named, swear to God, she a bomb-ass-chick
So I gotta stay fly like jeepers if I gotta hold it down like
But I done got outta system I'm out on the loose
Go up and down, I pump like a piston so cava the juice
It's in disguise, believe in the vision niggas that fuck with the truth
But I'm from the south, nigga, I've been in ditches so I just give em the deuce true yeah

I'm going hard in the kitchen
Y'all better run up the plaques
That nigga Pryce on a mission
You cannot argue with facts
Try me you might just go missing my nigga
They taking you out in a flash
Y'all niggas say that you winning
Y'all niggas better do that

That nigga out on the loose
That nigga packing the juice
Swerving in his mama whip
Whip it around like a coupé
That nigga madder than you
Nigga you better than who
Y'all finna talk like a bitch
My bitch is hotter than you

Just made a hunnid thou, nigga
Why would I throw in the towel, nigga
I am a qualified spitter
Not to mention, I am a breadwinner
Bodied a verse, sent it back in a body bag file came with a zipper
I am bag getter, hands on ain't talking rock paper scissors
We on the block, you been on my cock better get off it, the pen is a Glock
The Glock in my pocket, look at my talent put it on God, I got too many pockets
Niggas is garbage, Biggy stay heartless, nigga I really be on some shit
I'm wearing Beyoncé, fuck what the frauds say nigga, this isn't a counterfeit
Said I wouldn't be here but I'm in this bitch
Same old nigga, new money
Same old nigga, blue hunnids
Same old nigga with a brand new budget
Dom P came in a ice full bucket
So many niggas out here say Biggy they big bro
Some niggas calling me cousin
I'm about the moola, the fetti, the cash, the guap
No time for the dumb discussions
Niggas out here don't make no sense (Word)

True I mean, y'all make so much noise out there on the bench
Like, why you upset and why you wanna test
And why you on neck is it 'cause I got next and you had your shot
Can't shit on my name, nigga I'm blessed

Whether you fuck-niggas like it or not give a damn about subliminal shots
I'm glued to my seat with the crown they put over my head
That means I got a permanent spot
Went from an opening act with no cheque
All this shit was pro-bono to headlining slots
Promoters who used finesse me living in regret
And now they gotta cover the cost (I'm going hard in the kitchen)

Y'all better run up the plaques
That nigga Pryce on a mission
You cannot argue with facts
Try me you might just go missing my nigga
They taking you out in a flash
Y'all niggas say that you winning (Winning)
Y'all niggas better do that yeah uh

That nigga out on the loose (Out on the loose)
That nigga packing the juice (Packing the juice)
Swerving in his mama whip
Whip it around like a coupé
That nigga madder than you (Than you)
Nigga you better than who
Y'all finna talk like a bitch (Bitch)
My bitch is hotter than you