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letra de panic part 3 - sheff g

[808melo]
this is a melo beat

[verse 1: sleepy hallow]
what you know ’bout sittin’ the traps?
matter of fact, what you know ’bout sleepin’ 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 n0body, don’t wait on n0body, don’t wait on me, uh
i don’t hate on n0body, you hate on the posse, you hate on me
told bro if i die don’t let that bread stop just send me some dead opps
know the gang still up on that sly sh-t
we don’t talk all we know is fly sh-t
boy, you buggin’ think you thuggin’ my clique
it ain’t nothin’, stuffin corn in my clip like, stupid
t2mb be the team if you oppin’ i’m boomin’
m8v3n, look, don’t got no brakes when i skate on the cops i be movin’
pull up gray flag
left out the house with no breakfast, smokin’ 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

[verse 2: sheff g]
suck me up in court
system lying to the judge
i’m movin’ with same tax, so i heard he wit’ 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

[verse 3: fresh g]
and all my n-ggas 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

[verse 4: sheff g]
look, what you know ’bout keepin’ the strap?
matter fact, whatchu know ’bout feedin’ clips in
got cops outside, still creep out windows
send shots, they like “still tuggin, chillin, look”
i’m a hunnid man, d-mn, hunnid bands, only problem be rubber bands
pray that .40 don’t jam
when i square it got me hittin’ him and his mans, but no h0m-
man, this metal got bungee and bounce out of balance like pogo’s, look
say that, spray that, f-ck with the gang and get left as a poster or logo

[verse 5: fresh g]
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

[verse 6: sleepy hallow]
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 b-tch, why you always try f-ck up my mojo?”
can’t get locked though
heard the d’s on my body
they ask me some sh-t say “i don’t know”
p-ss the chapo
i’m with bro, spin the blocko
hop out, we cracking your toppo

[verse 7: fresh g]
what you know ’bout flipping the pack?
matter fact, what you know about stakin schemin’
parked up all night call that faithful demons
masked up, grips out, paper chasin’ 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

[outro]
m8v3n, m8v3n gang (m8v3n gang)
shoota, shoota, that’s shoota gang (shoota gang gang gang) gang, gang
m8v3n, m8v3n gang (m8v3n gang gang gang)
shoota gang

- sheff g

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