Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Intro, artist - Zone 2.
Date of issue: 26.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Intro |
SRB Seperation confirmed |
Coming up on staging the burnout of these two twin solid rocket boosters at 2 |
minutes 5 seconds |
Black and black just like this wap |
I just over tap and gyal love me they over cat |
I’m like, 'show me where your olders at' |
Mans on your block, I’m toking dank |
I be colder akh, LR or Snoop go soak his plaits |
She ask what I do, I’m here with the crew |
I said I go Leicester |
These times you got me, Izz, Yash outside in a blacked-out Vectra |
Or you see me with Max, Karmz, straps, arms, shanks et cetera |
Man ching mans arm, ching mans chest, ching mans leg up |
Shing zhao, shing zhao chest ruined (ching) |
I two-two step and I flex |
Two two-step, man just do it |
Two-two step and I flex |
Two-two step like a man pursue it (two) |
.44 corn that’s gold and live shells leave your headback ruined (brap) |
Run trip up get dipped (ching) |
Gyal got a back and tits |
Gyalie on me from the Brixton sides, want a taste of the Pecknarm dick |
I got love from my ting from Dully (aight) |
All she wants is loud and dick |
I was catting for the ting from S way |
But she didn’t wanna hold this stick (more time) |
More time they see me and run (more time) |
More time we ride out for fun |
More time we be looking at 5−6 years |
And the dinger here it ain’t ever got spun |
More time it’s a shank my thumb |
More time it’s pebs for my gun |
More time it was me and Kwengface lurking out till the opp boys drum (how many |
times) |
More time they cut when we come (come on) |
More time they cry for their mum (they cryin') |
More time it’s a samurai sword on my waist |
If not then it’s likely a gun (either one) |
More time they nearly got done (come up) |
More time we chinging up some (ching, ching) |
We laugh hands on my heart |
None of my guys has ever been bun |
I couldn’t rate when they got it twice, so how can I rate when they got it |
times 3 |
On the wing tryna get some trees |
No rice but want more peas |
And the samurai swords on the waist |
The top of the blade goes past my knees |
I need P Savage free |
And the rest of the Zone 2 G’s |
And I was pissed I was gonna miss Christmas |
Realised that I need more fitness (I do) |
And well done to 6ix and RK (well done) |
Cause they almost left Rampage chipless |
They talk about scores but who have they bored? |
We call them man there chingless |
These days I’m always scratching |
Itchin' to use my index |
And them man just put in no work |
They ain’t on piss but talk 'bout clips |
Think them man there roll with Nerfs (fake guns) |
How they talk about P done made man bleed |
Loose nearly got earthed |
I’m pissed cah I missed, I swear I was a inch away from his shirt (It was an |
inch) |
Get bun no merch |
Bruce bruce did the skid and skrr |
Shit den I was suppose to say swerve |
Two step watch them march and disperse, ayy |
Man do the lurk and purge |
Pull up, dem man get burst |
Pull up, pull up, dem man get burst |
Pull up, dem man get burst |
Pull up, pull up, dem man get burst (more time, more time) |
More time they see me and run (more time) |
More time we ride out for fun |
More time we be looking at 5−6 years |
And the dinger here it ain’t ever got spun |
More time it’s a shank my thumb |
More time it’s pebs for my gun |
More time it was me and Kwengface lurking out till the opp boys drum (how many |
times) |
More time they cut when we come (come on) |
More time they cry for their mum (they cryin') |
More time it’s a samurai sword on my waist |
If not then it’s likely a gun (either one) |
More time they nearly got done (come up) |
More time we chinging up some (ching, ching) |
We laugh hands on my heart |
None of my guys has ever been bunned |
More time they see me and run |
More time we ride out for fun |
More time we be looking at 5−6 years |
And the dinger it ain’t ever got spun |
More time it’s a shank my thumb |
More time it’s pebs for my gun |
More time it was me and Kwengface lurking out till the opp boys drum |
More time they cut when we come |
More time they cry for their mum |
More time it’s a samurai sword on my waist if not then it’s likely a gun |
More time they nearly got done |
More time we chinging up some |
We laugh hands on my heart, none of my guys has ever been bun |