Fuck Niggas 'bout I'ma die by the end of the week, well they got me fucked up You got me up, you think I'm fakin' out here Fuck, I'ma spin on all these niggas Fuck, I give a fuck 'bout none of y'all
We on blocks for real Hop out that car with them We droppin' them opps for Bitch, no fakin', we thuggin' We this life for real Run down, him broad day We killin' on for real We on blocks for real We on blocks for real Hop out that car them cutters We droppin' them for real Bitch, ain't no fakin', we We livin' life for real Run down, shoot him day We killin' on sight for We spinnin' on blocks for We on blocks for real We on blocks for real Dead niggas, we dropped for We spinnin' on blocks for (Come here, come here) We on blocks for real Dead niggas, we dropped for We on blocks for real
1] We spin on your block with three shots 23 got a Glock fifty shots See an opp in public, we shoot it out Then post on the block, we clear it out Run down, over him Look him up in his eye, empty the on him, ayy Run down, stand him Look him up in his eye, empty the on him, ayy Spazz, been drivin', I bet he crash Pulled up, his ass, hit the dash You I'm pussy, your life can get tooken I through the night, no bitch, I ain't no rookie I'm all in, you ain't takin' Tryna test me, show you somethin' on me got a hundred rounds In of your mama, I'ma gun you down Don't spare me, I sparin' you I'ma your ass what this Glock do Don't me, I ain't sparin' you I'ma show your ass this Glock do Catch him in and put it on him I don't need no gang, by my lonely Come here
We spinnin' on blocks for Hop out car with them cutters We droppin' them opps for Bitch, no fakin', we thuggin' We this life for real Run down, him broad day We killin' on for real We spinnin' on for real We on blocks for real Hop out that car them cutters We droppin' them opps for Bitch, no fakin', we thuggin' We this life for real Run down, him broad day We on sight for real We spinnin' on blocks for We spinnin' on blocks for We spinnin' on blocks for Dead niggas, we for real We spinnin' on for real (Come here, come here) We spinnin' on for real niggas, we dropped for real We on blocks for real
2] The other side said it's beef, so you know it's bodies Call me Mr. Spin-a-Bend, to spin again and again I don't give a fuck how you feel, I don't a fuck how you take it Keep it on me, be damned if I let a take me (Can't let a nigga take me) Reach for my chain, I ain't for it Empty the clip, reload it again, get to blowin' and more These niggas be hidin', I go and find 'em Dora the Explorer Come here, no it ain't no Shots gon' put him under We bring the heat, soundin' a thunder My bros tried to kill me, me wonder No, I ain't blind, no Wonder all the fake shit, fuck a vest, we shoot faces No faces beat Run down he runnin' off to the races .762 the reason why there's dead niggas in they We shit
We spinnin' on for real Hop out that car with them We droppin' opps for real Bitch, ain't no fakin', we We this life for real Run down, him broad day We killin' on for real We on blocks for real We spinnin' on blocks for Hop out that car with cutters We them opps for real Bitch, ain't no fakin', we We this life for real Run down, him broad day We on sight for real We spinnin' on blocks for We spinnin' on for real We on blocks for real Dead niggas, we for real We spinnin' on blocks for (Come here, come here) We spinnin' on for real niggas, we dropped for real We spinnin' on blocks for
Nah, I ain't lyin', got me fucked up Talkin' 'bout how they gon' kill me by the end of this Can't so we'll that thing I lyin', let that nigga tweak Ayy Boo, grab that smack, a fuck 'bout none of that Ayy, go get Spazz, 23