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zone 2 - mad about bars lyrics

[verse 1: kwengface]
i remember dem c block days with trizz, jojo and ‘dem
now we’re tryna zone 2 step on the brandon blocks tryna leave man drenched
i’m a pimp like 50 cent
like, if i go zone 2 step and i catch man’s friend
#hashtag drenched
one man up at bagels, opps don’t know: is it kweng or denz?
original north flex banger
mans been putting in work
been getting wild thoughts, you can call me rihanna
opps see me and they run
they don’t wanna get touched by my big fat dagger
one man up at north pecks
tryna smoke mans head with his big fat hammer
man just grip it and turn it
man just grip it and burn it
as soon as you walk down sumna
man see me at that turnin’
man had a shot by gloucester, had a next ting by shirley
zone 2, pecks, oh yes
it’s that dark side of that burgess
hated side of that park
got got got me whippin’ my arms, sku-du-du-du then back to the car
man been wrappin’ up cars, slappin’ dem arms still hittin’ charts
man we made it this far, know what we on, we are not your dargs
man be wrappin’ up cars, slappin’ dem arms, we aren’t your dargs
zone 2 be winnin’
man just grab that ting, man wap that ting, man fidget spin it
zone 2 2 in boom, yeah, we toot ‘n’ boom, yeah, we known for the drillings
man just swine that flu, man catch ‘dat yute man bin him, k!ll him

[verse 2: trizzac]
with zone 2 drillers and hitsquad hitters
i’m a zone 2 step, i’m peckham baby, plug for the largest dippings
shave man’s head, no cancer
i should call these shanks head clippers
my guys are area racist, we hate them 1-7 n-ggas
man f-ck dem 1-7 n-ggas, ching him (ching him ching him)
dem man wanna act all road but really five-o coming like lee biggins
get dropped in the ends, you’re chillin’
big 4’s, big dots is kickin’
if i tell kwengface shoot, it’s a ten percent that he’s missing
then i might just dip him
more time we flex when we go there to zone 2 step
all of a sudden they’re always in country
why? ’cause they know that the beef’s intense
anytime we step dem, man get drenched
dem man run they don’t wanna get cheffed
i thought a civilian was that yute
i said come down to my young g kenz
and how many times did i pull up with squeezo and they run like cowards?
and how many times did i ching with lv and i said it’s done man lowe man?
how many times did i go and get bail?
the gang thinks that i got powers
and how many times did i go on them rides?
it ain’t nothin’ like alton towers
i do it like p or max, got big t–th in waps
they get seen, they dash
opps talk grease on tracks
how you talk grease like that?
any opps, guess what?
gonna get slapped
any opps, guess what?
gonna get whacked
any opps, guess what?
gonna get stabbed turning back to the trap for the p’s and bands on a r-ssclart gang
girls say that i’m way too cheeky
but i think that they’re way too needy
they see me all up in adidas, now they wanna ask me for a freebie
free stocks so and speedy
still get chinged up in your beanie
tryna put my man pon tv
tryna make my man ghost: houdini
bruced up one, they had six more bells
they slapped one, i had no more sh-lls
running down screaming f-ck sake, some girls
free br ’cause them man tell
them man run, them man yell
i had m y all dashing as well
kweng’ splashed them ’cause my man fell
never got bodied, had fun in jail

[verse 3: kwengface]
gyalie on me, gyalie on me like my rambo, ask ’bout zone 2 step
man friend up a friend
now she’s looking all vexed, no fist him man kitch’ and prey
i pray that my shank don’t bend
dip dip and a skrr-skrr if not dip dip true see a man a kwenged
he slapped one, he slapped one then had no t–th
man running off with their waps and shanks f-cking neeks
“moscow march and then lean”
more like moscow march and then bleed
man just zone 2 stepped man get it correct who’s badder than we?
i’m way before all of this stupid sh-t me and bro tryna lock that trainer
we’ve been dealing with sticks diligent sh-t, don’t believe me go ask taylor (ask her)
gyalie on me like my rammy on me gyal said i’m a big fat maker
this ting here got the longest clip on a movie ting no trailer
now watch me whip that skeng out the coat call that go-go gadget
i’m on a choo-choo trip with a b-tch like you already know where the cack is
and these lewisham girls so ratchet
i got packs, packs of amm’, packs of amm’ and the loft and attic
i got packs, packs of amm’, packs of amm’ and the loft and attic
did you see what i done?
man came to your block in a blacked out tracky, done went home in a blue one
i’m just p-ssed that i burnt that tracky
but i went adidas for a new one
my mans talking arms, why you talking for like bro might lose one?

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