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ps (zone 2) - i'm back lyrics

[intro]
p
guess who’s back?
ghosty
oh sh-t, hitsquad baby
know what it is
p

[verse 1]
i’m a hot topic
gyally just touched my pocket, bulgy, now she wan’ ask bout shopping
wait, stop it, i just bend her over and chop it
bro’s upsuh, he was talking ’bout profits, i was locked up on losses
hitsquad still doing up pavement
put man in a zoot, bro-bro just rolled up and blazed him
known zoo, too, and we’re known for them shavings
if i’m low and i need to get p’s in, liam neeson, man get taken
done said we own a hit list, jehovah’s witness looking for paigons
and in jail i put olders on their -rs-
now that i’m back i hope that i last cah i just wanna go blast, bang
when we roll in those cars, you know there’s only one task
can i put someone’s bro in the past? you know we’re rolling with ours
hitsquad, they want me dead, they want me in prison
true say i’m a problem, they want me gone, they don’t want me drilling
i was in jail wearing polyester, now i’m in cotton or linen
might be a tracksuit, beat down buggs and gloves, hitsquad some villains
i’m on job, i put work in, you ain’t on job, yeah, redundant
i told broski i’m back, throw me a wap with corn in abundance
b-m-t, no nonsense, i s-t-a-b, leave punctures
then go back to the zoo, strap up a zoot, smoke that off my conscience
let me just sip this drink
cah they rap about p, he was begging me please when that pr-ck got chinged
next time you talk sh-t, just think, “do i wanna get soaked like a kitchen sink?”
or smoked like i smoke this amber, while i wrap up the grizz in cling
i make man do breastroke, wet, wet, you can sink or swim
i don’t need a hundred thousand views, i got smoke and dough
deep thoughts when i’m smoking dope, i don’t wanna eat another bowl of oates
so, i gotta duck these feds but i’m still out ‘ere tryna soak mans coat
they’re looking that max ain’t around cah he just put shanks in a jokemans throat
stepping right, i accessorise with that weapon
get it right or get peppered, or i sever guys with that metal knife in a second
jeopardise, better recognise this is peckham
getting high with my breddars or i’m wetting guys on the f-ckin ride with them leathers
hitsquad
i just bill up a zoot and tell fredro “hit up the chip shop”
ching up the yute, n-gg-s know me, i’m that big dog
gyally all calling me boo, she all over me for a picture
f-ck the guys in blue, yeah, i’m back, i know that they p-ssed off
ps, i’m a menace
they hate me now, i know they wan’ take me out like paddy mcguinness
i got loads of weapons, roll with the biggest cah i’m not the biggest
i done loads of cheffings, roll with the drillers, ask bro if i did ’em
hit the trap, bake off like mary berry cah i wanna make cake
ain’t no apps on this brick phone, so i gotta play snake
lately i do not listen to drill if it ain’t one of my mates
cah all them rappers are fake, 016 plates, started riding out late, my name hold weight
how can i go broke? i just run up in houses
cah i wanna see thousands, hit the strip with one in my trousers
ask man in the can, i’m good with my hands, n-gg-s know that i’m ’bout it
chinged your bro, he was shouting, how many times? i don’t know, i weren’t couting
i know you heard that i’m back
pecknarm, pecknizzy, you know we rolling all black
bill up a zoot then r-ss it, rahtid, know your bro’s in that pack
gyally on me, jeet, know she throwing that back
more dough, more cash, i’m back

- ps zone 2 lyrics

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