Spin The Block

They must think that I won't spin they block for real
They must think that I won't send them shots for real
Face down, lay down
Why you played wit Shawty
Say, it's too late now to drop that s*** you started
Only thing that's dropping is bodies
Yae Yae
Shoot your shot if you Feelin froggy
They must think that I won't spin they block for real
They must think that I won't send them shots for real

They thought had to see what a n**** Talkin bout
He got knocked out his sneaks tryna shoot a n**** tongue out
I done lost my mind in these streets
Wasn't how it was suppose to be
The unexpected always showing me the enemies close to me
So I'm ready
You got fetty
You need that to go to war
I got sticks like military
And we just keep on getting more
Rambo in the cut with a 40 tryna find his soul
Yo momma told you, you would grow up old but it's your time to go
Spin that block
I won't leave until he got
Say
Send that boy to his maker time him out
Talkin out your mouth sideways
We gone straighten it out
I'm on a paper route
Tryna see what it takes to make it out
Spin that block
I won't leave until he got
Say
Send that boy to his maker time him out
Talkin out your mouth sideways
We gone straighten it out
I'm on a paper route
Tryna see what it takes to make it out

They must think that I won't spin they block for real
They must think that I won't send them shots for real
Face down, lay down
Why you played wit Shawty
Say, it's too late now to drop that s*** you started
Only thing that's dropping is bodies
Yae Yae
Shoot your shot if you Feelin froggy
They must think that I won't spin they block for real
They must think that I won't send them shots for real



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Writer(s): Charles Lopez
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