[Flame] 🔥 Zone 2 - Unruly Lyrics
(Oh Shit!)
(How many times have we done ten toes on violent intentions?)
(Hitsquad, baby)
[Verse 1: Dsqueezo]
Fuck the ends, I show it no love
Anyone can get rolled on and get smoked up
Gyallie on me like my rammy on me
But I told that one “yo, chill” cah I got a golden ting at home
Ratchet ting tryna get me killed , like
Who’s Badder Than me ?
Before they Moscow March and then lean
Knockoutned got splashed in McDees
Yo beg you check out the scoreboard please
All of my squad’s been scoring b
Fuck all my opps garn’ drown in your juice
17k , still gotta deal with them Brandon yutes
Them man tweak, nah they ain’t bad
Man’s got strikers with 3 points each thats 6ixshot and PSav
Plus man got two Affs
Dat just load the dotty and crash
2 Ramz and a Red Bull
Man slept in the Brandon flats
Them boy there retweet they ain’t put in work like Max and D
Skid on your block 300 degrees
The way I rev this bitch you woulda thought I was tryna Moscow lean
But baby I’m MoscowK
Fuck all the Russians, like Max said
Catch one of them, more than Russians
HitSquadK, you know they’re buzzing
Bare new donnies in your squad
Got me and gang just chilling like
‘Broad day when Tizzy T nearly turnt into a ghost
And when DQ was with his bitch and got splashed up by post
And when big bro and little bro got done up on the main road
Niggas say I’m too rude
But hear what man’s rude and bad
Finesse man’s work, now my trap phone Metro booming akh
I do it for P, I do it for Squeeze, I do it for Max
125 on any opp block
Splash anyone that’s screaming out gang
M Way trips man’s taking risks cah we just hotboxed this whip
17k, 17k not Wooly or NPK
How can you look at your boy in his face?
When you were there when I drenched his face
Ayo donny how many times have I been outside your mum’s bit?
AR on a PCX with dotty skidding down John Ruskin
Peckham to Wooly man’s doing up ching
125 or pushbike man get round there last time I done ten toes done scored nearly took me off the strip
Nuttin Ain’t Changed, Zone 2 step with my 15 inch
Free 6ix, been smacking niggas on the wing
[Verse 2: PS]
Like
How many immigrants have we cheffed?
Scoreboard’s all ments
Ned’s consitently getting cheffed
It’s PS, ching man’s chest
Or arm, belly and leg
Splash man then go training, how many paigons bled in Pecks?
That’s why I can’t rate them faggots
Kweng been stepping with skengs, if I was them I’d be embarrassed
Miss me with all of the rapping
HitSquad bucks you and what happens?
HitSquad hit dons, not this song, cah we been doing stabbings
We was like 6 man up still twist man up yeah we do the maddest
And it’s good for my lungs
Cah, if I ain’t running from jakes, then if they see me they run
Get man down in public, funfair shit yeah we’ve been moving dumb
Had man speaking in Tongues
Breathing from one, they see me it’s long
They ain’t put in no work, no little dirt, this ain’t what they wanted
Some HitSquad shit, hit dons quick like the yute we got down in Nunhead
Splash man up in McDees, bros and my g, we ain’t thinking ’bout college
Get dipped and shit next day bro kicked it shit’s and w’re being honest
Yeah that short black Menace
You might as well call man Dennis
They just hate cah back in the day, them man got taxed no credit
And I turned the roads to a restaurant with all of that cheffing
And, it’s like who’s that, is that Brandon cheff my man or his denim
PS, I love all my Zone 2’s but it’s HitSquad baby
I’m OJ, it’s no games I hit man’s neck no safety
She all calling me boo, throwing up 2, I’m like this one’s feisty
Got a kitchen and I’m itching, I’ve been pissed off lately
Man got done twice up in Pecks, can’t you tell it’s a no-go?
Who’s that what’s that Zone 2 boy make Moscow jump like pogo
Hold up Moscow March and then lean, ’bout Moscow March and then lean more like Moscow March and then bleed me Dun Talkin’ like Kojo
PS. I’m on BS shout my Brandon splashers
Like me and 6ix, wrapping up grown men we ain’t had no manners
They don’t want no war, I’m like Thor, get round there with hammers
Fuck BSide when we ride, get round and do mazzas