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moscow17 – panic lyrics

[intro: ruth & knockoutned]
free the russian camp
rest in peace mo kweng
(m17 smoke squad)
repercussion gang crew
(free the real)
come on
(rip mk)
savage
russians
(flyboy aladdin)

[verse 1: ruth]
impatient russians, 4 doors coming
step round there on violence, back that dots thats bare man running
twin dee should’ve creeped and whacked man but hes too hyped and he’s f-ckin stubborn
this sh-ts exciting, nah i can’t stop man i f-cking love it
me and loose juss stepped in a party, dats peng ones feeling the chocolate
but my caramels stressing me out, darling i didn’t sign up for dis nonsense
my browning saw me wack my man, she dun realise im a problem
collateral damage wen i backed dat crutch, i should’ve left…unconscious
still back up my tool, obnoxious
thottie on me, love the way she functions
still move these rocks, steve wants a one-on-one by the junction, step wid rammie under my jumper, red head naughty, checking dat number
thats loose’s type, i love me a brownie ting wid dat b-mper
go check the stats and scores you done…f-ck arrf

[verse 2: knockoutned]
moscow o, glide on dem
ttp dun slapped at kweng
relentless boys we bang on gems
so bad we ride 2 man on peds
skengs, lurk round dere for ur set, g tizzy grab him, bore him, yes
russians gangster walk in ur end, attacking blocks with chings n skengs
but f-ck it, d-mn it, da opps dont f-ckin listen
bang out violent, leave man twitching, irrelevant n-gg-s, talking n snitching
what u know bout moscow marching, n-gg-s gonna show you dere b-ms n knickers (females)
the oppositions are jokers, steppin sk!lls are really on voltage
jump out gang, tarnish, we soilders fam
free da gang up in prison
smoke n dingers
roll wid dippers
we bore man down if he’s singing
they lie on tracks that dere drilling
-rs-holes get bored and there snitchin x2 (singers)

[verse 3: ruth]
bro sed im 1 of da coldest, but i ain’t rlly in of dis rap sh-t
i juss swing my arm and then soke him, then i go bake off wid a ratchet

[verse 4: knockoutned]
grab him, dont panic, rambo under my jacket
nap him, splash him, then im petrol bath my jacket

[verse 5: ruth]
on badness, i’ll splash him
ask their boss how i whaked him
some bangers and trappers, do the dirts and den vanish

[outro: knockoutned & ruth] x3
savage russians, d-ck da b-tch we ain’t cuffing
fly boy aladdin, lv chips got dem cattin

- moscow17 lyrics

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