Spin(Intro)
Riccy Runtz & G Notes
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(We won't stop until we catch the opps) (Spin the block two times and then we rock) (We won't stop until we catch the opps) (We gone spin the block till the world stop) (Stop, stop) (Till the world stop) Uh, uh Why you playin' lil nigga? Get the chops, we got the drops, it's time to kill a nigga Why you talking like you here? You wasn't here lil nigga Why you talking like you like that? You a bitch lil nigga Kill a nigga, Run up, tryna kill a nigga I don't give a f*ck, i'm with my bitch Run up you get hit, with the switch Drop up, cop the most weed that you ever seen Bitch im with my day ones, and we all kings Nigga say one thing, then they all dead Mouth full of red, Bullets through the head Mouth full of read, I send bullets through the head I don't give a f*ck, i'm with my killers I believe in baptising niggas I said i don't give a f*ck, i'm with my killers I believe in baptising niggas With a switch (Till the world stop) We gone kill 'em all I be off the wall On the ground, you see the white chalk, that's what he get for talk He should of never talked down Man this boy a clown But now i'm tryna - Get the Glock, we tryna spin F*ck you and yo twin Get the Glock, we tryna spin F*ck you and yo men Get the Glock, we tryna spin F*ck you and yo twin Get the Glock, we tryna spin F*ck you and yo - uh, uh, uh Bitch Baby a baddie, too bad she a hoe, i'm tryna f*ck with that If i see 'em in public, i'm on his ass He be staying inside, tell 'em "touch grass" Make a f*ck nigga, fumble the bag Gimme yo shit, we taking what you had She was sucking my dick, the bitch didn't gag And that same night you kissed her, nigga you sad Don't give a f*ck, we, do not give a f*ck We just spin where you at She wanna fuss, i'ma just block her ass, and smack her with a Birkin bag Polo my jacket, and Gucci my slippers, i'm stepping on niggas in that Baby want me, but i don't feel her, so i had to tell her relax I don't wanna talk if it ain't about cash Okay, you made a mistake, make it yo last Hopped out the car, on a opp, he ran a 4-flat These niggas hoes, and now we know that She got some to prove, what you tryna show me? I'm doing too much spinning, like, nigga i'm getting dizzy I be sipping this drink and it's going to my kidney I can't focus right, i'm fucking up and i'm on a mission Big booty naked bitches in my kitchen, teaching me how to whip it You gone die if you committed Send a nigga to God for fucking with me I swear, it done been a little minute Money tall, it stack to the ceiling Why the bitch gotta play with my feelings? (I just keep on spinning till the world stop) I just keep on spinning till the world stop We gone kill y'all Knock all of y'all off I just keep on spinning till the world stop Till the world stop Bitch
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Written by: Greg Donald, Rickey Dominique
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