Luyện nghe bài hát Spin Tha Bend

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

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

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
I be smotherin' niggas just be stutterin'
Juvenile don't run no mo' I been through this shit
Spin A Bend in yo door, lay it all down on the floor
Tell me something I don't no, All you bitches go
Give me please all of the or I'ma shoot you in yo throat
it I'ma never stop, standin' on whateva block
Lookin' for the cheddar spot, open up a shop
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 come and it then
I'm gone be shootin' and you will never move again
I'm not a gentleman or then cinnamon
Everytime I spin tha they say "Oh no it's him again"

3: Turk]
*Look,
Nothin but soldiers I stay, niggas dressin' in camouflage
Real niggas 'bout pullin triggas and drive-by's
Cut-throaters and snakes, the murder rate high
Niggas who carry Kays for war at any time
Killas who hit ya spot and care 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 birds in a flock
And if you gotta one by one they gone drop
And if you got that work we closing down ya
My niggas be thugged out, and Reeboks
Bush and braides no designs and flat-tops
From the youngest to the oldest, they nuts em drop
Spin Yo Bend like a dryer you off yo block nigga

4: Lil Wayne]
*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 break a nigga off and make him feel the
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 ya pain
Cause I Spin Bends, Lil' Weezy out first wit two M-10's
Ready to tear a nigga shirt and his ribs in
Fill him wit hot
Run up on the wit nothin but shotguns
I'ma young nigga, wig splitter, head
I said I bust DA DA DA DA Did I stutta
I swept and spray, through my nigga
Police don't play so why do listen
You can run but you can't
I wit a gun, cock, aim, fi
Late at night I will maan
When I spin a niggas die maan, Fa Real!

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