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zone 2 - the truth lyrics

[intro]
t-tens
drill beats

[verse 1: dsqueezo]
f-ck all the tweaking baby
hitsquad ching dons, better believe all the rumors baby
splash and brag, we splash and brag
and the opps dem mad
step round there with r-m sav
my little bro way too hot
gyallie on me, she better take this dots
i had no corn, so i went fishing with my favourite rod
sh-t, after tiny got chopped, i was doing up flavour pots
and when naghz got splashed, none of the neighbours clocked but the paigons watched
dem man tweak on my name, had me riding with my latex on
i got a sweet one from my block, i’d give her 10 stars with no makeup on
i heard there’s bread on my head, do your ting cah your taking long
i’m a bad boy in the ends
i’m a young g that the olders are hating on
step round there with my raincoat on
splash on me and it’s way too long
ned got down twice, that’s max’s favourite opp
last time i ran down them man
had ned screaming jb don’t leg
the rest of your batch dashed in the shop
swear to god your whole gang is washed
free br and louie
f-ck the feds and free all my dons
on the b, it ain’t nuttin’ long
on the k, no sat-rday dons
belaire getting popped, we scored on an opp
h-lla man done went swimming
they forgot they ain’t got no trunks
step round there, that’s bally’s and gloves
back to the block, rambzi’s with blood
max too tappy, he taps with force when he taps the pump
lr’s too splashy his rambzy bent
when we saw shh and we tore him up
on the opp block man tore it up
1-7 boys we bore them up
listen
step on your block in 4’s all week
that’s me rm, mad max, lil reekz
in sydney’s bit, look i remember that month i made 10 g’s
in loose’s bit, two hoes with me
look, the opps on my sector [?]
so i got the pole on me
argh
h-lla man on my dagger
i’m so p-ssed cuh, number 6 should of been blacker
i’m so p-ssed cuh, number 6 should of been blacker

[verse 2: snoop]
ride
consistent
do it countless times
numerous times we done them chingings, mummy said don’t play with knives
bro said that he wants to ride
pattern a drive, how can i not slide
catch me sitting in small places, couldn’t give a f-ck if it’s tight
four man in the back, squashed but every one’s seated
sg 14 driving, three of us hiding one of us peeping
rolling shotgun, man you got clocked, do you turn straight or do we leave him
rm already got bagged
me and denz read it out [?]
spitting there liars
me and denz up in the front, sped over a hump, [?] tires
tell me who ain’t been touched, who ain’t been sucked, i swear i’ll be quiet
loski, latts , naghs dashed at bro, we bussed that corn, i stepped on the gas man i swear it was frying
m got touched, naghs got touched as well
tiny got himself stretched, i was in spain tryna f-ck some girl
splash that yute at the party, [?] nank so i really couldn’t tell
didn’t wanna give him sh-t, splashed that pr-ck man he did it too himself
beat that corn but it jammed i was p-ssed so i kept pressing
ty running, lil dre dropped on the floor he would of been deaded
m-y running, lil dre denying everything man i had him all sweating
all of this makes me laugh after adding a k to peckham

- zone 2 lyrics

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