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Spin Da Block
by GrimCash & SmackGunz
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It's Cash it's Cash
I heard these pussy niggas
Out here talkin
Dead Money Gang
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin'
Trying to send shots
It's Cash dead money gang
It's that chico from
Round the way
You already know
That Chico flippin' packs
Need that Zaa hit my line
Yeah
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard these pussies out here Talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard some pussies
Talkin' crazy, tryna be my opps
The same pussies
Out here rattin
Straight up talk to cops
And I can't fuck with pigs
I don't eat no pork chops
I get to shootin' shit
If i'm havin' bad thoughts
I'm hella paranoid
My dawg, he just did me wrong
And we was in this bitch
More than ten years long
I'm smokin' Zaa
Remember back
Smokin' homegrown
I got a spot out of state
Gettin' packs gone
I bring you to my spots
Boy, I have your mind blown
I got about fifty trees
Macauley Culkin Home Alone
Remember back in high school
Trappin' off that flip phone
Talkin' crazy
My brother Smack
Pull up with that chrome
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard these pussies out here Talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
Yeah , it's Cash
It's Cash
It's that Chico from
Round the way 305
Dade County Stand up
Miami stand up
You talking shit
Stand yo ass down
You gone get gunned down
That's facts
You know we out the trap
I told my brother Smack
Pull up, boutta hit his cap
I'm tryna keep it lowkey
I'm tryna flip these packs
They gon' make me
Bring them demons
I ain't talkin' scats
Remember countin' dimes
Now I got a thousand sacks
I treat my vacuum seal better
Than my best friend
In the last week
I done sold about a Benz
I call my brother Smack
He got that clip that extends
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard these pussies out here Talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
Nahh
Huhhh
Nahhhh
It's Cash it's Cash
I heard these pussy niggas
Out here talkin
Dead Money Gang
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin'
Trying to send shots
It's Cash dead money gang
It's that chico from
Round the way
You already know
That Chico flippin' packs
Need that Zaa hit my line
Yeah
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard these pussies out here Talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard some pussies
Talkin' crazy, tryna be my opps
The same pussies
Out here rattin
Straight up talk to cops
And I can't fuck with pigs
I don't eat no pork chops
I get to shootin' shit
If i'm havin' bad thoughts
I'm hella paranoid
My dawg, he just did me wrong
And we was in this bitch
More than ten years long
I'm smokin' Zaa
Remember back
Smokin' homegrown
I got a spot out of state
Gettin' packs gone
I bring you to my spots
Boy, I have your mind blown
I got about fifty trees
Macauley Culkin Home Alone
Remember back in high school
Trappin' off that flip phone
Talkin' crazy
My brother Smack
Pull up with that chrome
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard these pussies out here Talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
Yeah , it's Cash
It's Cash
It's that Chico from
Round the way 305
Dade County Stand up
Miami stand up
You talking shit
Stand yo ass down
You gone get gunned down
That's facts
You know we out the trap
I told my brother Smack
Pull up, boutta hit his cap
I'm tryna keep it lowkey
I'm tryna flip these packs
They gon' make me
Bring them demons
I ain't talkin' scats
Remember countin' dimes
Now I got a thousand sacks
I treat my vacuum seal better
Than my best friend
In the last week
I done sold about a Benz
I call my brother Smack
He got that clip that extends
I heard these pussies
Out here talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
I heard these pussies out here Talkin', tryna send shots
But they got my addy
They ain't even spun the block
Nahh
Huhhh
Nahhhh
