Luyện nghe bài hát Spin Tha Bend

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

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1: B.G.]
Get off the block my first and last time tellin' bitches
Second I Spin Tha Bend, Bussin, wettin bitches
I'm back to my old self, Pullin my Chopper of the shelf
Wackin' you until it's no one left
I don't play when I'm off in drama you know me
It's kill or be killed you beefin' wit B.G.
And nothing less than a out the drum clearing the street
tapes and white sheets on yo block all week
Bitch niggas that take the heat stay concealed
They if they get caught in the middle they won't live
Ain't no other way for me to keep it real
Disrespecting my mind, no you a done deal
I'ma BLOCKA, CHICKA BANG, CHICK
I'ma BOOM, chicka RAT, TAT, TAT ya 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', niggas I be
Stoppin' up on bubblin, from one side to the end
Hoppin' out the bubble Benz, poppin' him and friends
Bitches I be smotherin' niggas be stutterin'
Juvenile run no mo' I been through this shit before
Spin A Bend kick in yo door, lay it all down on the
Tell me I don't no, All you bitches gotta go
Give me please all of the coke or I'ma shoot you in yo
Fuck it I'ma 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
Damn it if I'm straight or not, I'm gone be on top
Niggas wanna do me in, I'm here come and pursue it
Heads I'm gone be shootin' and you will never again
I'm not a or sweeter then cinnamon
Everytime I spin tha bend say "Oh no it's him again"

3: Turk]
*Look,
Nothin but soldiers where I stay, niggas dressin' in
Real niggas 'bout pullin 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 spot and don't care who be
People they call it hots sell heroin and
& Cuts, stay duckin them cops
Stay on they P's & Q's you bet not try and
Nigga if you do believe you gone get
50 fly at you birds in a flock
And if you gotta crew one by one they gone
And if you got that work we down ya shop
My niggas be out, Jabows and Reeboks
Bush fades and braides no and flat-tops
From the youngest to the oldest, they nuts lettin' em
Spin Yo like a dryer takin you off yo block nigga

[Verse 4: Lil
*Ah Ahh, What What What What, Ah Ahh, Ah Ahh, What What What What What
La Lah, What, What What What What, Listen, Hot Boys Nigga*
It's time to a nigga off and make him feel the flame
I don't no what be in tight sent me to a maan
Steal a maan, a vest can't ya maan
All the surgery in the world can't 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 wit nothin but shotguns
I'ma nigga, wig splitter, head busta
I said I bust heads DA DA DA DA Did I
I and spray, ridin through my nigga
Police don't play so why do you?
You can run but you can't
I wit a gun, cock, aim, fi
at night I will ride maan
When I a bend niggas die maan, Fa Real!

{*beat out then fades*}