zone 2 - trap and bang lyrics
[intro: kwengface]
beef? they claim that they’re onto we
trap and bang, doing up gang, just so they’re onto me
they see gang and they run from we
i’m just chilling there comfortably
and your gyal do it along with me
[hook: kwengface]
who’s on this beef? they claim that they’re onto we
trap and bang, doing up gang, just so they’re onto me
they see gang and they run from we
i’m just chilling there comfortably
and your gyal do it along with me
[verse 1: kwengface]
you’re a big man, doing up gang, cheffing up mandem younger than me
i slap one then i had no t–th
lies i had 6 more in my jeans
i spit fire then i rip that heat
g-g your gyal she on me
i got packs the packs they on me
i got packs the packs be on fleek
them man jokes, them man don’t want smoke
little man ran with his cooker
6 bills there, 6 bills there for the dots, 6 rats for the wu-du-du-du da
f-ckin with chin, hit a mans chin
leave mans belly real fatter than buddha’s
like kb let it stunt like cooker
4 kb let it stunter like wu-da
it’s not safe, it’s not safe on the strip
if you see kens with the fisher
it’s not safe, nah man its not safe
but i still wanna dip down melissa
take off the strip, nah man its not safe
man tryna leave man twist up (shing)
(shing) (shing)
like i’m tryna leave my man twist up
like why’s he acting?
like we don’t ching leave man rinse
like we ain’t step and crashed it
like i would rather shoot a score
and leave to a nasty to do all the rapping
like.. cut tru like man just crash it
like man just crash it
[hook: kwengface]
who’s on this beef? they claim that they’re onto we
trap and bang, doing up gang, just so they’re onto me (ay)
they see gang and they run from we
i’m just chilling there comfortably
and your gyal do it along with me (ay)
[verse 2: skully]
like..
4 door man skrrr with the gang
true say man think that they’re bad
i dare you try ride in a transit van
you be going home with the plank
gang’s way too dip dip splashy
sh-lls in your face make a mind go blank (go blank)
come to the ends i don’t mind
you can dance with them guns and shanks
money, drugs, fire, sh-lls will ruin your tyre
six from the spin, one from the dot
leave your lungs all tied up
too splashy splashy know active
they know me and the gang are too active
riding around we’ll splash your whole back in (splash)
slide tackle opps, i call that one clamping
li-like what’s next?
i’m in the trap house serving up leng
kittys all tweaking move so ments
i leave a paigon leaking
i’m not tryna leave ’til big man is all stretched
and gyalie on me wanna f-ck with the team
but she know that we just want spread
like word to d, i’ll make man bleed
i beg you don’t breeze
i know i talk grease, but out on the streets
a n-gga wanna see real bread
like have you even bruck down a zed?
and bro’s in the kitchen, hurricane whipping
kitty’s like don’t make a mess
but after let me get a test
no mad ting ten out of ten
[hook: kwengface] x2
who’s on this beef? they claim that they’re onto we
trap and bang, doing up gang, just so they’re onto me
they see gang and they run from we
i’m just chilling there comfortably
and your gyal do it along with me
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