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Zon - Again Lyrics



Zon - Again Lyrics




Brodie said he won't fold again, bullets flyin' thru the wind
Nonstop, issa never end, I'm on the road again
Gotta grab my pole again, never know when ya life'll end
Wouldn't call myself a mobsta, but try sum & I'm quick to pop ya toppa
Have you niggas breathin' like you runnin' from a rasta, no one-on-one, you gon' be fightin' my whole roster

I know a nigga wit his hands dirty , he can't think straight
Know a nigga seen his brother dead , all he see is RED PAINT
I'm on top of a fan cause I'm loyal & think straight
You can't be mad if ion share , I'm hoggin' this full plate
Flick this glock like a snare , have you duckin' ya own weight
Pop it on like a spare , don't change it , it's too late
I'm on a roll , it ain't fair
Niggas sleazy & smoke shake
Buddy gon fold , he a square , pay that man in his own weight
I see what they mean , you don't got what it takes to be the first on the field
Lungs tight , breathin' air that ain't on top of the hill
Dreams'll have a nigga face hurt on the real

Brodie said he won't fold again , bullets flyin' thru the wind
Nonstop , issa never end , I'm on the road again
Gotta grab my pole again , never know when ya life'll end
Wouldn't call myself a mobsta , but try sum & I'm quick to pop ya toppa
Have you niggas breathin' like you runnin' from a rasta , no one-on-one , you gon' be fightin' my whole roster
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Brodie said he won't fold again, bullets flyin' thru the wind
Nonstop, issa never end, I'm on the road again
Gotta grab my pole again, never know when ya life'll end
Wouldn't call myself a mobsta, but try sum & I'm quick to pop ya toppa
Have you niggas breathin' like you runnin' from a rasta, no one-on-one, you gon' be fightin' my whole roster

I know a nigga wit his hands dirty , he can't think straight
Know a nigga seen his brother dead , all he see is RED PAINT
I'm on top of a fan cause I'm loyal & think straight
You can't be mad if ion share , I'm hoggin' this full plate
Flick this glock like a snare , have you duckin' ya own weight
Pop it on like a spare , don't change it , it's too late
I'm on a roll , it ain't fair
Niggas sleazy & smoke shake
Buddy gon fold , he a square , pay that man in his own weight
I see what they mean , you don't got what it takes to be the first on the field
Lungs tight , breathin' air that ain't on top of the hill
Dreams'll have a nigga face hurt on the real

Brodie said he won't fold again , bullets flyin' thru the wind
Nonstop , issa never end , I'm on the road again
Gotta grab my pole again , never know when ya life'll end
Wouldn't call myself a mobsta , but try sum & I'm quick to pop ya toppa
Have you niggas breathin' like you runnin' from a rasta , no one-on-one , you gon' be fightin' my whole roster
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Writer: Isaiah Powell
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Performed By: Zon
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Isaiah Powell

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