Zone 2

"No Censor!"

[Intro]
Biggs the engineer baby
Gotcha


[Verse 1: Unrulybad]
If you don't talk about drills (Drills), they won't love no more
(Ned-ned-ned) Ned just wanted a cheeseburger, Max what you do that for?
Knockout's juice gets spilled on the floor, huh, now you done started a war
No ping pong, gang cutted thru' bird just back and forth (Ping)
In jail smashed CD's head on the floor
Front line, nobody can cross it (But try now)
You can drive thru', but nobody can walk it (Walk it)
L2, R2
Now GB in a casket (Dead), forensics setting up tents
Now them haffi white chalk it (Deceased)
Bill him up and just rass him (What the f*ck?)

[Verse 2: Karma]
Incog got put in a spliff (Bill it)
GB got put in a spliff (Bill it)
SA got put in a spliff (Bill it)
Lil CJ got put in a spliff
OT nearly got put in the Rizz (Ugh)
Cool, nearly got put in a Rizz (Ugh)
Naghz Max got bored in the wig
Gang love crash, bore and dip
Been Circle hella times on the road, we bored his bro
Could've fived Biggs, give me 20 or more no fibs
p*ss, should've got put in a spliff
Ay, remember when I bored up uh, I had a smile on my face, that was funny as sh*t
Cah I had the big man screaming like "mummy", nowhere near where his mumzy lives (Trizzla)

[Verse 3: Trizzac]
My blade hit his chestplate, next I swear, I had his best friend running (Kevin)
I done beat up Rampz in probation, he shouldn't have pushed my buttons
Why'd you think that they call me Judas? I laugh and giggle at my dead opp cousin (Incog)
Loose says that he chings he doesn't (No), truss me gang done cheffed up dozens (Chinged)
I'm tryna see the opps get shot (Bow), same way GB done got gone (Bow, bow)
Or how CJ done got dropped, surely dem man has had enough? (They have)
But truss me, the beef dont stop, so we're out 'ere tryna put another in the box
So I'll beat up Jimmy before he turn dust
Twins and Loski watched Naghz get chopped

[Verse 4: BGody]
On the ride bro passed that hammer, rock and roll til the drum Mick Jagger
It don't matter, 21 years, free bro, a real opp blammer (Bow)
If I scratch this shoot, no mask, then it's back to the slammer, social banger
If I scratch this shoot, no mask, then it's back to the slammer, social banger (Get it?)
Trizz rise up things, swing that sh*t, I know his intent was murder
Reverse that whip, it might be flizz, but I'll do it and burn dat drip (Burner)
Leave LV jailhouse p*ssed, don't cut a man up, or we'll swing our fists
And I saw my life even guns got hit that day we got down Chris

[Verse 5: LR]
(Rave-rave-rave) Rave got smoked like it's damn, and his dad got splashed
Come 'round like damn
Same day Loose got bored on his block
Loose tried dash, they shoulda got cramped
Gang got one out there, how's he rapping?
He jumped off third floor, we got your lad
(Ain't) Ain't got a suitcase and we be packing
Like Tiny Nills had his flesh on our shanks
Yo, ask when I slapped that lead
They're lucky I missed, shoulda turned man pack
(f*ck) f*ck these ratchets
I need me a hot girl, would've thought her name's Katy or Pam
The boy got slapped, and it wasn't with hands
Dingers or peds, what I'm into milan
Rep 3x3, grab the .9, let it bang
If I see any graves, now I'm p*ssing on that

[Verse 6: Kwengface]
(Yo) Yo, Dequan got bored in his arm real quick
'Causes the boy tried cover his tizzank
(Mars) Mars got cheffed by the W street, true say it was me that did that
Rage is dead, SK's dead
All now none of us man been packed
(Ride) Ride for Lattz
On sight got onsighted, ooh now he ain't been back (Where you at?)
About 5-0 gangs man's beefing
They even been shot or stabbed (True)
I tried drill it on a Circle yout up close, true say that the hand ting jammed
Yo, them man out for the Snapchat
Them man are nuttin' without their dads ('Low it)
PS just shot up the 9
Now man's doing up cheeky snaps

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