Panic, Pt. 3

This is a Melo beat What you know about sitting the traps? Matter of fact, what you know about sleeping in 'em? Got weed, got crack and demons in it Can't talk, my sprite got lean up in it, look I don't play with nobody, don't wait on nobody, don't wait on me, uh I don't hate on nobody, you hate on the posse, you hate on me Told bro if I die don't let that Don't let the bread stop just send me some dead opps Know the gang still up on that sly shit We don't talk all we know is fly shit Boy, you bugging think you thugging my clique It ain't nothing, stuffing corn in my clip like, stupid T2MB be with the team if you opping I'm booming Moving, look, don't got no brakes when I skate on the cops I be moving Pull up gray flag Left out the house with no breakfast Smoking straight gas in the whiplash Pray that I don't see the gates fast So you got cash? Let me take half Lawyer gon' beat up the case fast Suck me up in court System lying to the judge I'm moving with same tax, so I heard he with it Look, slide in the hoopty We hit him he move suspicious, better not see a witness Cap him, watch him scream "Duck!" 40 baby beam, smoke him like a wet machine Ever watch him scream stuck up and then I'm squeezing then walkin' right off the scene And all my niggas do is blitzos Kick those, spinning with the crips when I say so Straight two-three shots out the Draco Hit him then forget him on the scene then we lay low And all you see is white sheets and chalk and tape No face, no case, ain't no mistakes Play big hollow tips gon' change his way Car getaway, no Sheff don't play no games Look, what you know about keeping the strap? Matter fact, what you know about feeding clips in Got cops outside, still creep out windows Send shots, they like "Still tugging, chilling, look" I'm a hunnid man, damn, hunnid bands, only problem be rubber bands Pray that 40 don't jam When I square it got me hitting him and his mans, but no homo Man, this metal got bungee and bounce out of balance like Pogo's, look Say that, spray that Fuck with the gang and get left as a poster or logo Heavy Auto's Get the Smith and I'm jumping we Stripe through the scene in a four-door Blitz again for the night, that's for bro, bro Bend through your block with the beam, know the promo Look Never solo, I'm with gang and we gang and that 30 held up by the Polo's Never low though Always ask "Stupid bitch, why you always try fuck up my mojo?" Can't get locked though Heard the D's on my body They ask me some shit, say "I don't know" Pass the chapo I'm with bro, spin the blocko Hop out, we cracking your toppo What you know about flipping the pack? Matter fact, what you know about staking scheming Parked up all night call that faithful demons Masked up, grips out, paper chasing dreaming like I ain't gotta call up gang, gang Never call up gang 'cause the gang they stay with me I don't talk on the pain gang Bro switched lane then gang gon' drench your tee Moving, moving gang (moving gang) Shoota, shoota, that's shoota gang (shoota gang, gang, gang) gang, gang Moving, moving gang (moving gang gang gang) Shoota gang