Luyện nghe bài hát Spin Tha Bend

Artist: Hot
Let 'Em Burn
Song: Tha Bend
by: [email protected] *

* corrections to the typist

1: B.G.]
Get off the block my first and last time tellin' bitches
Second step I Spin Tha Bend, Bussin, bitches
I'm goin back to my old self, my Chopper of the shelf
Wackin' you bitches it's no one left
I play when I'm off in some drama you know me
It's kill or be when you beefin' wit B.G.
And nothing less than a hundred out the drum clearing the
tapes and white sheets on yo block all week
Bitch niggas that can't take the heat concealed
They know if they get caught in the they won't live
Ain't no other way for me to keep it besides
Disrespecting my mind, no you a done deal
BLOCKA, CHICKA BANG, CHICK BUST
I'ma BOOM, RAT, TAT, TAT ya home up
bout it when I pulled up get got it gone with the wind
You bet not be nowhere on the block I spin tha bend

2: Juvenile]
Spots I be discoverin', I be trumblin'
up on bubblin, from one side to the other end
Hoppin' out the bubble Benz, him and other friends
Bitches I be smotherin' niggas just be
Juvenile run no mo' I been through this shit before
Spin A Bend kick in yo door, lay it all on the floor
Tell me something I no, All you bitches gotta go
Give me please all of the coke or I'ma you in yo throat
Fuck it never stop, standin' on whateva block
Lookin' for the cheddar spot, open up a better
I'ma jet it get hot, Keep everything that I got
Damn it if I'm straight or not, I'm always be on top
Niggas wanna do me in, I'm here and pursue it then
Heads I'm gone be shootin' and you never move again
I'm not a or sweeter then cinnamon
Everytime I tha bend they say "Oh no it's him again"

3: Turk]
*Look,
Nothin but soldiers where I stay, dressin' in camouflage
Real niggas 'bout triggas and doin' drive-by's
Cut-throaters and snakes, the murder rate high
Niggas who carry ready for war at any time
Killas who hit ya spot and don't who be outside
People call it hots sell heroin and rocks
Hallways & Cuts, stay them cops
Stay on P's & Q's you bet not try and plot
Nigga if you do believe you get chopped
50 fly at you like birds in a
And if you gotta crew one by one they drop
And if you got work we closing down ya shop
My be thugged out, Jabows and Reeboks
Bush fades and no designs and flat-tops
the youngest to the oldest, they nuts lettin' em drop
Spin Yo Bend a dryer takin you off yo block nigga

[Verse 4: Lil
*Ah Ahh, What What What What What, Ah Ahh, Ah Ahh, What What What What
La Lah, What, What What What What, Listen, Hot Boys Nigga*
It's to break a nigga off and make him feel the flame
I don't no what be in tight me to kill a maan
Steal a maan, a can't conceal ya maan
All the surgery in the world can't heal ya
Cause I Bends, Lil' Weezy hoppin' out first wit two M-10's
Ready to tear a nigga shirt and push his in
Fill him wit hot
Run up on the blcok wit but shotguns
I'ma nigga, wig splitter, head busta
I said I bust DA DA DA DA Did I stutta
I swept and spray, ridin through my
Police don't play so why do you?
You can run but you hide
I wit a gun, cock, aim, fi
at night I will ride maan
When I a bend niggas die maan, Fa Real!

{*beat rides out then