a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de sinbad - zone 2

[intro: kwengface & karma]
karma karma
brrap brrap
k on da k, you’re buzzing
you know what it is
ay
gang sh-t
free all my guys
ay
psycho sh-t
zone 2

[verse 1 : karma]
don’t wanna know my kind
karma karma, if you know me you know i roll with mine
pressure pressure, pressure nuff guys on the roads no lies
i’m a short guy, i don’t care about height
you could be dench, i don’t care about size
opps, can’t trust they’re on bros, it’s tight
why, they run away and leave their guys
lol, how you gonna talk on tracks like that
when you’re a half hearted in sight
last heart, it was two man stepping on i
ay, i ain’t gotta talk too tough
can’t lack man, that’s some important stuff
that’s an important rule
i really ten toe step with a gorgeous tool
my blade riri so beautiful
back nank’s, dip that like usual
baby don’t run cuh you will get caught
roars then bores, then bore them 4s
ride out, man i’m tryna bore them all
splash, splash like a waterfall
f-ck who you are, don’t care who you are
f-ck relegation, you can still get sauced

[hook : kwengface and karma]
big sword like sinbad
big bro p-ss me the ting, lemme fling that
that 44 long will twiss man up and leave man looking like a gymnast
fat nank like sinbad
come on then, big man
let a man try, i’ll shing man
bare jakes on ends, but a n-gga won’t lack
can’t slip, i ain’t tryna get bin bagged
big sword like sinbad
big bro p-ss me the ting, lemme fling that
that 44 long will twiss man up and leave man looking like a gymnast
fat nank like sinbad
come on then, big man
let a man try, i’ll shing man
bare jakes on ends, but a n-gga won’t lack
can’t slip, i ain’t tryna get bin bagged

[verse 2 : kwengface]
2-2 step with the strally on me
who’s badder than we
2-2 step with the rammy on me
i got gloves and the bally on me
i see them fakes and i see them snakes
gotta have it on me
same way that i see them jakes
i pray i don’t have it on me
yo, i’m gonna back this wap
but who’s gonna hold this corn
yeah i can call man’s bluff with his little one-pop cos i know about corn
if trizz says that he’s riding, no sliding, don’t trip and fall
don’t trip and fall
too g-ssed, too sav
kwengface whip out the skeng, oh d-mn
free triz, lr, free p
f-ck that, the whole of my gang
and we made some change last month
and that’s straight off spitting them facts
man just cilit, bang
cilit, cilit, cilit, bang

[verse 3 : trizzac]
trizzla!
yg’s lurking, pedal bike swerving, have you seen the dot-dot bursting
he was talking alla dat on road
but he wasn’t on p-ss in person
me and kodak’s with 2 tings
both them thick, both them flirting
was long, stood aside twerking, slurping
gyally on me, she’s working
boy go close them curtains
and look at the waps on the table
opp thot by the side on burgess
and she got a big back like mabel
chest shot, it’s gonna be fatal
feds wanna give me a record, no label
they want a dead man, but the man ain’t able
free-for-all, tuna on sock on cable
them man just chat too much
boss, look at the wounds and cuts
back out the things and stuff
if k2’s there, that’s things in guss
edgware ting, i put all of my trust
4 door whiz, stop lying about trucks
jump in the 12, they ride and buss
cuz, most been touched by us

- zone 2

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS