Lyrics Bhathu - DJ Mkiri Way, Saudi, Emtee

Bhathu - DJ Mkiri Way, Saudi, Emtee
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bhathu, artist - DJ Mkiri Way
Date of issue: 13.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Bhathu

La uzodl' ibathu
Libambe linga shoni
Hit it just to spite you
Good luck getting known
La uzodl' ibathu
Libambe linga shoni
Hit it just to spite you
Good luck getting known
La uzodl' ibathu
La uzodl' ibathu
Ey!
Big dog coming through
Little puppies gotta move
I ain’t scared of your crew
Brood up, getting shoot
I’m blowing up, how you like that?
I got some racks in my side bag
They used to tell me that I’m wack
Tell your favourite rapper, I’m back
I touched down e dust-ini e skontirini
Looking for that paper, where it is?
Snake niggas ratting and their hiss
Uyinja kanjani if you snitch?!
I show up, they’re like «Ooh!»
Ba gibela phez kwe roof
Bang’khumbuz' uMdu
Uyashisa but I’m cool
Kill haters like a show
Me and Saudi we on a roll
We be getting to the door
Hella wavy with the flow
Kill rappers, case closed
Sir, I’m sorry 'bout your daughter, she was too infatuated
Ngizom’buyisa next year, ngizom’tshela uthe happy belated
I couldn’t finish, kubi 'cause my flow ain’t graduated
I’m ridin' 'round with that coke, ngathi wumgidi wami ekseni
La uzodl' ibathu
Libambe linga shoni
Hit it just to spite you
Good luck getting known
La uzodl' ibathu
Libambe linga shoni
Hit it just to spite you
Good luck getting known
La uzodl' ibathu
La uzodl' ibathu
Ey!
I’ve been winnin' for a minute
Now the vision is so vivid
Sky is not the limit, Jozi that’s my city
Maw’bay’za hamba kini
Life gon' make you skinny
Hate on me boy, you just silly
It don’t matter, we’re still winning
Fana nenja ka John Wick, don’t touch me
John Wick that’s my brodie, ka ka ka
Ya ang’kokoti, suze I’m gon' lie like Tony
Bang’dlel' ikwaal, ngibadlel' umakoti
Ubolil' ungam’loboli
I’ve been deep so long that I feel like I’m too high when I’m sober, man
From the streets, now we flex
You still taking baby steps
Cooking up like a chef
Told my dawgs, fetch
To the guap, let’s
To the top, yes
Praise God, bless
I’m in the North with Saudi West
Okay, Big bang theory
First came Emtee
Sniper on the roof, I think they call him indlalifa
Got this beat from Blaq Diamond, but I was made by your honey
That’s my Arsenal, I’ve been hustling since 14, Thierry Henry
This that D-I-Y 2
Yeah I’m coming right through
Somethin' like a spy-2
I’m making the right moves
No more comin' up
Young nigga run it up
Nobody was fronting us
Now, niggas can’t fuck with us, nah
La uzodl' ibathu
Libambe linga shoni
Hit it just to spite you
Good luck getting known
La uzodl' ibathu
Libambe linga shoni
Hit it just to spite you
Good luck getting known
La uzodl' ibathu
La uzodl' ibathu

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