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Andybolo - Tight Five Lyrics

[Intro]
Ginton! Come and say hi!

[Verse 1: Nigel 187]
I'll always be in this game like I'm Jin Kazama
Manzi wako, mi namkaza ka Baltasar Engonga
Everyday, mi nagonga the weed
When shit hits the fan, I gots to take the lead
I'm from the lakeside, yes, I'm a pure breed
Multiple women 'cause grandpa said that's what I needs to succeed, ayy
I proceed with vengeance, nobody humbles me
Fake rappers asking me if I'm from KE
I told 'em chill out, huwezi beba hii kei ukipewa
Feeling like Bauer, I need some hours to foresee, and
Nikitoka home, I left the zaza rolled up, and
Nikitoka home, niliacha PS iko on, ayy
Nikitoka home, nilichapa shots za Patrón, ayy
Sometimes I like to be alone, sometimes I'm in the zone
Like Shakes Makena, siezi uza pena
Siezi overdose, friends could turn to foes

[Verse 2: AndyBolo]
Undercover, nakatana na katana
Samurai against askari ako jaba
Yule mrasta anakuwanga amejipanga
Gin ndio drink ukileta, ni shida na case
Best believe niki-pull up, hakuna ata trace
Ananidai, lakini ako Tekken walai
Ni Round Three na health meter iko karibu ku-die
Niko kwa giza, mi na-terrorise hizi ma-feature
Ata ka mna-tag team, hamwezi nishika
Bei hamwezi ifika, hmm, juu figure ni sita
Next year ni kamita, itabidi mwongeze sifa, yo
Juu na-step in heavy, nimekam ku-collect my levy
Mko upset na the game sio trendy, disrespect, then you better be ready
Mi nakuja na the gang na hatucheki, tunakuwacha hapo chini umebleki
Ukicheki hio scene ni ku-messy, number 10 na kwa kichwa ni madredi (Fucking bitch)
[Interlude: DVK]
Uh, you already know who it is, you guy
You guys are fucking wack, man (Walai)

[Verse 3: DVK]
Catch me out in Soho, testing out the Benzo
Kill my set at Wireless then sell out the Apollo for a special (Ehen)
Boy done came up, I'm feeling sentimental
Only bars and the suite is presidential, yo (Walai)
That's the type of shit that I want in my life (Uh-huh), so I put the work in
When it's time to spit, I pull the curtains (I pull the curtains)
Studio dark like Maketh Eddu when the sun is blazing (Uh)
My boo's sharp, you chase babes just cause the cunt's amazing (Walai)
Bars basic, need to make alternative arrangements (Fucking bitch)
Cadence in the basement, capping on your tracks, fucking shameless
Skills amazing, but I rap just for my entertainment
Any beat I jump on, I'm taming it (Ehen)
Some of you Kenyan artists moving foolish
Fucking losers taste a little fame, you hit them up, all you see is blue ticks (You guys are fucking wack, man)
Useless like the institution that I schooled in (Uh)
Never wipe my ass, I wash it like the Muslims
Political crusaders on the pulpit (Ati?), official fakers
Smearing their opponents like they're using tissue paper (Ayayayayaya)
My lines potent, you step aside when the best speak
Lyrical genocide, check the land of my ancestry, fucking bitch (Fucking bitch!)
(Let's go again)
[Outro: Maina Murumba and Matthew Sizemore]
Cheki, cheki, wacha niwa-show
Friday kuna show
Ma-sis na ma-bro, bora wote mna dough
Freestyle, freestyle
Cheki
Tutakuwa Potbelly tukiwa na mapedi
Tukitaka kung'oa reli
Na hio ni ukweli
Bars
What will happen next?