Don't Panic Lyrics

[Intro]
(Thanks Yakree)

[Verse]
Look, this how I'm goin we gon' send a bait car, Tell him slide past the block a nigga Audi getting shot
Got these dracos in the car, boy this shit finna get hot
I feel bad for who we catch cause we comin wit' alot (boom, boom, boom)
Cased closed, K holes, all through a nigga top (Bitch)
Boy we heard about that trapper, made a nigga close shop
Get up on a nigga quick, he ain't see me leave the car
Nigga know that speed kill, can't hit em feet and that's a dot
Boy that drac' sound like thunder, told the driver don't panic I'm finna swing this f*ckin doe, when I get back be ready
Blame himself for his death, that opp shit, he said it
Nigga know we gon' step, come through, we ready (Bitch)
Big chop, Big funds, these Glocks got drums
He lack, We shot, Man down, They run
Shoot a nigga in his back and clip his motha f*ckin' lung
If you a motha f*ckin' rat you need to cut your damn tounge
I think a opp talkin' to me, I got [?] in my lung
Told that opp stay off that block, He still went that nigga dumb (Stupid)
Still gon' suck it till she can't no more and make a nigga cum
That weren't shit, bro sent that hollow tip and stuck him like some gum
Imma rock out bout' my brother bitch nigga what you want do? (Woo)
Why the f*ck that nigga dissing, boy he ran up on you
You, you see me all black runnin' down, is you gon' shoot? I could hit a nigga from a distance if I want to
But nah I prefer close range, nigga say he caught me lackin', next day got stained (Dumbass)
We don't do no f*ckin' drive by's, boy its gonna rain
Imma get first ups, bitch I'm finna go insane
Imma make a nigga die for sayin my brother name in vain
Rap cappin bout' them hats, man that nigga ass lame (p*ssy)
Get yo ass taxed, it ain't no running I got aim (Busta)
You f*ck him and yo motha f*ckin' gang (f*ck it)
Niggas getting stepped on, eeny meeny miny moe
Spot a opp and grab the Glock and let that motha f*cka' blow
Now that lead flyin, I see dead bodies on the floor
Coroners pick him up, that nigga eye ball on a roll
Huh, now you miss your mans, nigga you can't get him back
Nigga take my brother, we gon' slide through and get em back
Niggas they be hoes, like some p*ssy, we gon' get em whacked
Smoking on this cookie, I'm on brooklyn, where you Niggas at?
[Outro]
Raloway shit nigga
Nigga know how we f*cking rocking man
Long live the guys, Long Live Lil John John, man
Long live lil leeke man, nigga know how we f*ckin' rockin' man, Long Live Ralo, Long Live all the guys nigga
f*ck a nigga, you speak down on the gang, nigga you gon' get hit wit' that gang nigga and that's on the set
You know I be f*ckin' rockin' man, I ain't gotta, yuh, huh
Gang shit nigga

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