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FMB DZ

Spin Again

Spin Again

(album: War Zone - 2021)

(Getta Beats)
Mhm
What up, Getta?

I done gave these niggas time after time to get it right
I can't hold a nigga hand, I'm on my way, I'm taking flight
Do the Louis with the Gucci, which one I'ma play tonight?
My bitch got a bustdown 41, it shine bright
I thought I told you I don't write, boy, this shit come off the top
See him out and get him dropped, do the dash, fuck the cops
Ain't no love, fuck the opps, got a muzzle on the chop
Fuck around, wake up the block, we put switches on the Glocks
What's the tickets on the blocks? Is you taxing or you not?
If them prices low enough, then I want everything you got
But if you say a crazy number, then your stupid ass getting robbed
Fast Money, bitch, the mob, bossman, giving out jobs
We make pussy niggas go hide, niggas scared to come outside
I be out here with my squad, don't go nowhere without four-five
All that internet thugging, I hope we catch him while he live
Nothing less than a thousand shots with me when I slide

Yeah, nigga, hmm, and we'll spin again
Bet they think twice before they play with me again
They ain't know we be riding with yops and them FNs
I'll hit any nigga town and don't check in
Dog said that shit taking a ten, he brought the best in
Me and brodie got a half a brick at the Westin
Started throwing up soon as I touched it, this shit that real
Told them niggas I was getting right, they going left still

Real niggas never fold, solid nigga, never told
The type of business I be standing on, I need eleven toes
Told Choose to call Fred Bands, I need another load
Mix the opp pack with Cavities, this shit super strong
Buffs on, boogers in the middle, I see through the hate
Ain't no trespassing where I live, you can't get through the gate
Big money, you don't get money, you a flunky
I'm big unky, off an eight of Wocky, higher than the junkies
Ain't no nigga fucking with me, I proved it too many times
Nodding off while I'm driving, I think I drunk too many lines
I don't listen to nigga's music, I hear too many lies
For that Saint Louis, I gotta get off this crack, somebody dying

Yeah, nigga, hmm, and we'll spin again
Bet they think twice before they play with me again
They ain't know we be riding with yops and them FNs
I'll hit any nigga town and don't check in
Dog said that shit taking a ten, he brought the best in
Me and brodie got a half a brick at the Westin
Started throwing up soon as I touched it, this shit that real
Told them niggas I was getting right, they going left still

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