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Panic
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Where would I be without rap? Nobody really knows Me and Gregg was sharin' clothes, but we wasn't really bros We was tryna impress them hoes, kept us on our toes I had 25 in high school, like I'm Derrick Rose I had a Glock when I met Pistol P, that's on my soul Had always copped bank to the left 'cause I grew up with the moes And I was stuck in [?] like I'm one of the 4s I had some shootouts with my bro 'n' 'em, I had to give it and go sh*t got hot, we [?] most of 'em, still got one of the old ones though Might hang that b*t*h in a frame for show That's the one that my big [?] We ain't learn how to blow on no range, no Pop out, flame out the Wrangler door Might could've blew out my brains, though n***as must not got no aim no more n***as left me in the rain some more I found some gold in the rainbow though They say I got money and changed the most Please don't forget I'm still dangerous, though Still'll walk up on a stranger, though Gangster sh*t run in my veins for sure I wanna change 'em, though Know how to channel my anger, though Oh, we ain't gone save 'em, though Where his hood at? We gon' name him, though Oh, yeah, I'm famous, so? None of my killers want payment, though Oh, we ain't 'posed to be bangin', no Me and my n***as, we hangin', though Oh, I don't wanna be slangin' dope This pistol don't ever stop rangin', though Ayy, I don't panic Wheels be panoramic
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