Luyện nghe bài hát Spin Tha Bend

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

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

[Verse 2:
Spots I be discoverin', niggas I be
Stoppin' up on bubblin, from one side to the end
out the bubble Benz, poppin' him and other 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 something I don't no, All you bitches go
Give me please all of the coke or shoot you in yo throat
Fuck it I'ma stop, standin' on whateva block
Lookin' for the spot, open up a better shop
jet when it get hot, Keep everything that I got
Damn it if I'm 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 shootin' and you will never again
I'm not a gentleman or sweeter then
Everytime I spin tha bend say "Oh no it's him again"

3: Turk]
*Look,
Nothin but soldiers where I stay, niggas in camouflage
Real niggas 'bout triggas and doin' 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 they call it hots heroin and rocks
& Cuts, stay duckin them cops
Stay on P's & Q's you bet not try and plot
Nigga if you do you gone get chopped
50 fly at you like in a flock
And if you gotta crew one by one they gone
And if you got work we closing down ya shop
My niggas be out, Jabows and Reeboks
Bush fades and no designs and flat-tops
the youngest to the oldest, they nuts lettin' em drop
Spin Yo like 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 time to a nigga off and make him feel the flame
I don't no what be in tight sent me to kill a
Steal a maan, a can't conceal ya maan
All the in the world can't heal ya pain
Cause I Spin Bends, Lil' Weezy hoppin' out first wit two
to tear a nigga shirt and push his ribs in
Fill him wit hot
Run up on the wit nothin but shotguns
young nigga, wig splitter, head busta
I said I heads 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 hide
I wit a gun, cock, aim, fi
Late at I will ride maan
When I a bend niggas die maan, Fa Real!

{*beat out then fades*}