Panda (Remix)

Young moose nigga! Yall niggas kno wtf it is man! Them bitches done let me back out, yall niggas in trouble. Im shining again. U heard me? Im shining again. U dig wat im saying? This wats going on man. Them bitches can't stop me. 3 years? Awh yea gimme that. Shit ain't bout nun. And im rey get me another gun
U heard me? Straight up. Yall kno wtf it is man

(Verse 1)

Young Moose! Thuggin
That shit u talkin bout nun
U should be talkin bout money
U rather walk around bummy
I live my life like the mob
Im the god father u sonny
U looking round like who?
U kno im talkin ta u dummy
Ya main bitch, had her
She ate me up like a platter
I told her swallow everything
Let my nuts hang ima drag her
The whole block hit that
U a damn shame u can have her
I still gave the bitch back (why)
Cas i got a bitch n shes badder
And she done told me everything
She sweared ta god u ain't met her
If my baby momma find out, on everything she gon stab us
Tell somebody u from baltimore
Guarantee they gon crab us
We spin the bin wit hammers
Guarantee they gon scatter
And niggas hate ta see u climb, so i bought guns wit the ladders
And niggas hate ta see u shine, but let em whine it dont matter
When its hard times i be jacking
Hard times then we bag em
U could call me tazmania ima spazza whoa
Niggas hate ta see u thumbin
But that ain't really how they comin
And niggas say they ya mans, but theyll kill u for some money
Yo said back then he was the man, but now he a whole junkie
And then he say he get pussy
But he done took his ass bundy
Get a 3rd one in his medulla
Ima killa u a shoota
Im on my way ta the show
Before i go see the jeweler
U kno i live in the trenches,  RIP lor scoota
N they'll kill u at the light, so ill never use uber
These lil niggas ain't right, so ima pop one in his medulla
Betta tell ya mom fall back before i tell her son she a cougar
N watch who u sign wit, cas these rap labels theyll screw u
U try comin in my house, like a chess piece ima move u
Its bout time for me ta go
Ima real nigga u a joke
Ima really show u im bananas u think u cutting my throat
I was thuggin all in atlanta, wit boosie boo in a ghost
N just ta be in ya presence, show me to a fein im dope
I was like 12 sellin coke
Before that Berlin wit the soap
I been bout it u ain't kno?
U fuck around get smoked
I slide down like hey hey, n burn ya ass wit the toast
Or treat u like we the kkk n hang ya ass by a rope
U kno i stay wit the rocket, my fava try tell me stop it
My big cuz said hell naa nigga make sure that u cock it
If i send them boys on my roster
They'll have ur brains like some pasta
But if i get out the car, u ain't gotta worry bout a doctor
Them black trucks gon pick u up dont think im talkin bout the knockers
DOA dead on arrival we some real heart stoppers
U kno i stay wit a hoe, if she steal from me ima sock her
Have her like gimme one more chance now im feeling like im big poppa
And ion bend em like copper
I used ta hang wit the chopper
It took a while ta get the bitch out so the 38 in my pocket
Slide down think a nigga slippin, ima plug u out like socket
And ion care if its broad day if u in the way ima pop it
Have my man like give it to me naa fall back boy i got it
FAH FAH FAH FAH FAH
Look take the gun n go hide it
Yea the top been rockin
Look get from round me u ain't slidin
Ima order up a stolo, cas tonight boy we slidin
Why yall niggas hiding?
When yall the ones who was plottin
And he dont like me cas his main hoe wen she the one who thottin
U say u love me nigga show me that
Spin thru where u kno he at
Yall niggas betta pay homage.. cas niggas owe me that nigga