Luyện nghe bài hát Spinnin

Fuck
talkin' 'bout I'ma die by the end of the week, well they got me fucked up
You got me fucked up, you think I'm fakin' out
Fuck, spin on all these niggas blocks
Fuck, I don't give a 'bout none of y'all

We spinnin' on blocks for
Hop out car with them cutters
We them opps for real
Bitch, ain't no fakin', we
We this life for real
Run down, shoot him day
We killin' on for real
We on blocks for real
We spinnin' on for real
Hop out car with them cutters
We droppin' them opps for
Bitch, ain't no fakin', we
We livin' this for real
Run down, shoot him day
We killin' on for real
We spinnin' on for real
We spinnin' on blocks for
We spinnin' on blocks for
Dead niggas, we for real
We spinnin' on blocks for real (Come here, here)
We on blocks for real
niggas, we dropped for real
We on blocks for real

1]
We spin on your block three hundred shots
23 got a Glock with shots
See an opp in public, we shoot it out
Then post on the block, we clear it out
Run down, stand him
him up in his eye, empty the Glock on him, ayy
Run down, over him
Look him up in his eye, the Glock on him, ayy
Spazz, been drivin', I bet he won't
Pulled up, shot his ass, hit the
You thinkin' I'm pussy, your can get tooken
I creep through the night, no bitch, I ain't no
I'm all in, you ain't nothin'
Tryna test me, show you somethin'
on me got a hundred rounds
In front of your mama, I'ma gun you
Don't me, I ain't 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
him in traffic and put it on him
I don't need no gang, by my lonely
here nigga

We spinnin' on for real
Hop out that car with them
We droppin' opps for real
Bitch, no fakin', we thuggin'
We livin' this for real
Run down, him broad day
We killin' on sight for
We on blocks for real
We spinnin' on for real
Hop out that car them cutters
We droppin' them opps for
Bitch, ain't no fakin', we
We livin' this life for
Run down, shoot him day
We killin' on for real
We on blocks for real
We spinnin' on blocks for
We spinnin' on for real
Dead niggas, we for real
We spinnin' on for real (Come here, come here)
We on blocks 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, known to spin and again
I don't give a fuck how you feel, I give 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 goin' for it
Empty the clip, reload it again, get to blowin' more and
These niggas be hidin', I go and find 'em like the Explorer
here, no it ain't no runnin'
Shots fired put him under
We bring the heat, soundin' like a
My tried to kill me, made me wonder
No, I blind, no Stevie Wonder
Peep all the shit, fuck a vest, we shoot faces
No beat cases
Run down while he off to the races
.762 the reason why dead niggas in they places
We shit

We on blocks for real
Hop out that car with them
We droppin' opps for real
Bitch, ain't no fakin', we
We livin' this for real
Run down, shoot him day
We on sight for real
We on blocks for real
We on blocks for real
Hop out that car with them
We droppin' them for real
Bitch, no fakin', we thuggin'
We livin' this life for
Run down, him broad day
We on sight for real
We spinnin' on for real
We spinnin' on for real
We on blocks for real
Dead niggas, we dropped for
We spinnin' on blocks for real (Come here, here)
We on blocks for real
niggas, we dropped for real
We spinnin' on blocks for

Nah, I ain't lyin', got me fucked up
'bout how they gon' kill me by the end of this week
Can't so we'll that thing
I ain't lyin', let that tweak
Ayy Boo, grab smack, nigga
Give a fuck 'bout of that
Ayy, go get Spazz, 23