Top Songs By Zone 2
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Like
Opps came through
True say the opps came true
Corn flyin' out, tryna slap man, I grab mine
Man runnin' off with the mash
Didn't even need to go whack them
Young boy take them trips, take them trips
Tell him go vas that bag that
You know me already
Chris Browning, Chris Browning with a fat back
[Verse 2]
Shotgun diligent
Ku Quef like I ain't missin' him
Clap that ting, see enough opps clingin' it
Opp thotty on me, man's drillin' it
Zone 2 step
Bro, bro, man, get it correct
Do it like nasty, gyal, I want sex
Twist my fifteen in his neck
Like
And I'm Kwengface, too
Got corn for a trader, too
Man done dick that bitch
Man smash that wizz
Man shell it at your barbie, too
Man Zone 2 step
Rude boy, man, get it correct
Just to go flex
Real talk, man, just to go flex
Zone 2 step
Rude boy, man, get it correct
[Verse 3]
Like
I told my girl, back it
I do road and I got bad habits
But I'm still here mish and mashin'
Out here with the kits, they cattin'
Like
I tell my girl, back it
I do road and I got bad habits
But I'm still here mish and mashin'
Out here with the kits, they cattin'
[Verse 4]
The opps, them know
And the thots, them know
HitSquad, that's madness
Gyally so damn fit
And she know we some bandits
HitSquad hit dons leave man plankin'
Like gyally on me, gyally on fleek
Buy gyally too damn quick
Got freaky, freaky, then dashed it
Browning, Browning like course love
I'm still on war, cuz
Dem man, they some talkers
Dem man bad, what? Course not
How many times did they dash in a Corsa?
Or see faces and bust that corner
Dip, splash, that's water
See man run when I back that saucer
[Verse 5]
Or it's Kwengface with the long nose
Shit, let me not chat too loose
And she see the P's we mash
So she asked to buy her shoes
Shit, den
It's stick for stick, then
They got theirs, but ours goes boom
And bro, ain't really into them chores
But he got the largest broom
Who's the hardest?
Man, just bill it and rass it
Bro, just skid it and park it
That's arson, swing it on bastards
Barbaric, fling on
Gyal got titties and asses
Get freaky, then pass it
You gotta swim if you think can cross the ocean
Cross the, swim if you think can cross the ocean
Get, get freaky, then pass it
You gotta swim if you think can, swim if you think can
Cross the, swim if you think can cross the ocean
[Verse 6]
Trizzla
Like, what's all the bullshit?
Like, what's all the nonsense?
I can put on my mums if I ever catch an M
It won't rest on my conscience
We got three of them yutes in one car
They must've thought Zone 2, some monsters
Me, Dmax, TB, Shay Squeeze
Creasin', like why we so bonkers?
Trizzac is fake, Trizzac is a snake
You might as well call me Judas
I got my leathers on
Let me rinse the strap and leave ya all toothless
About Zone 2's wet, Zone 2's moist
They know Zone 2's ruthless
Always yute in Zone 2 step on their block
Them man want to act all clueless
[Verse 7]
How I could I rate that guy?
When he got chuffed up twice
And he still raps online
Bang him even though he had his knife
You scum, you ain't done no dirt
You bitches movin' like Rihanna
Dey ain't puttin' no work, work, work
They ain't puttin' no work, work, work
Rammie on me, swammie on me
Slick game good, now the rally's on me
Catty on me, yattie on me
Dick game good, now the gyally on me
Sally on me, baddie on me
Grabbed them arm, now the gyally on me
Nasty with me, P with me
Go to the zone, now Mizzy with me
Written by: Kwengface
