Luyện nghe bài hát Spin Tha Bend

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

* send corrections to the

1: B.G.]
Get off the block this my first and last tellin' bitches
Second step I Spin Tha Bend, Bussin, wettin
I'm goin back to my old self, Pullin my Chopper of the
Wackin' you until it's no one left
I don't play when I'm off in some you know me
It's kill or be killed when you 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 get caught in the middle they won't live
Ain't no way for me to keep it besides real
Disrespecting my mind, no you a done deal
I'ma BLOCKA, BANG, CHICK BUST
BOOM, chicka RAT, TAT, TAT ya home up
It's bout it when I pulled up get got it gone the wind
You bet not be on the block when 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' just be stutterin'
Juvenile don't run no mo' I through this shit before
Spin A Bend kick in yo door, lay it all down on the
Tell me something I no, All you bitches gotta go
Give me please all of the coke or shoot you in yo throat
Fuck it never stop, standin' on whateva block
for the cheddar spot, open up a better shop
I'ma jet it get hot, Keep everything that I got
it if I'm straight or not, I'm gone always be on top
Niggas wanna do me in, I'm here come and it then
Heads I'm gone be and you will never move again
I'm not a gentleman or sweeter then
I spin tha bend they say "Oh no it's him again"

[Verse 3:
*Look,
Nothin but soldiers I stay, niggas dressin' in camouflage
Real 'bout pullin triggas and doin' drive-by's
Cut-throaters and snakes, keep the rate high
who carry Kays ready for war at any time
Killas who hit ya and don't care who be outside
People they call it hots heroin and rocks
Hallways & Cuts, stay duckin them
on they P's & Q's you bet not try and plot
Nigga if you do you gone get chopped
50 fly at you like birds in a
And if you gotta one by one they gone drop
And if you got that we closing down ya shop
My be thugged out, Jabows and Reeboks
Bush fades and braides no designs and
the youngest to the oldest, they nuts lettin' em drop
Spin Yo Bend like a dryer takin you off yo 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 What, Listen, Hot Nigga*
It's time to break a off and make him feel the flame
I no what be in tight sent me to kill a maan
a maan, a vest can't conceal ya maan
All the surgery in the can't heal ya pain
Cause I Spin Bends, Lil' hoppin' out first wit two M-10's
Ready to a nigga shirt and push his ribs in
Fill him wit hot
Run up on the blcok wit nothin but
I'ma young nigga, wig splitter, busta
I I bust heads DA DA DA DA Did I stutta
I swept and spray, ridin my nigga
Police don't so why do you? listen
You can run but you hide
I wit a gun, cock, aim, fi
at night I will ride maan
When I spin a niggas die maan, Fa Real!

rides out then fades*}