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Spin This Coupe

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Grr, bap, bap, bap
You know
All way or no way
Get right, get left or get stretched
Free the drillas ten times times, you know
Fuck the other side
Oh
Gang
Grr, Grr, Grrrr
Bap, bap, bap

Mandem told you already man
Spin that coupe when we see a opp boy
Hop out man, beat that (bow)
See the opp block strip, man, sweep that (whoosh)
Smooth criminal
Charntay says she's wanting more
I'ma go make an opp boy bleed
Don't worry I'ma be back (yea)

Charntay bendin' over so I lean back, beat that
Gangstas to the left and my right
Keep thinking everyting nice, 'til we tek mans life
You coulda been a murderer, coulda been a terrorist
We don't care, we just slap these 9's (whoosh)
They all stress, come back and I'm better than ever
And this time I'm poppin' off on them whenever the weather
Straight winners, no L's, jus' me and my breddas
Ofb, Farm Block, go gettas (yea)
They ain't sho like me
They ain't sho like me (yuh)
Big guns, they ain't got no poles like we (sho)
He don't grab the smoke like me (kush)

Spin the wheel lemme toast that yute

Spin on the opps, that's the usual
Nobody cares what we used to be (nah)
They couldn't even tell you what they used to be (nah)
And what they used to do is what they do now (fuck)
Like, come to the block get (bow)
Run down, sun's out, guns out (bow, bow, bow)
T got in now you gotta run now (yea)
9 millimetre get tump'd out (grr, bow)
If he's just another nigga tryna get clout
You don't need a gunshot, you can get a man tump out (yea)
Them man a likkle man, we ain't gotta bring guns out (nah)

Ay spin this coupe
To the left, to the left, to the right
Still ain't seen a nigger in sight
Last time that I saw that block with my eyes
I had to angle my arm, slapping out carbine (sho)
4 opp blocks doing up purging, lurking
If you saw anyone on them blocks (yea)
There it's curtains (yea)
Swing that, dig it and turn it (yea, yea, grr)
Rise that suttin' and burst him (bap, bap)
Squeeze and lean with this yute and everybody
You don't want see with a gun (bap)
The samurai, ching that, make him bleed on it (yea)
I can never see a opp boy not deal with it (no)
We don't do no rap cap (no)
We make waps slap (yea)
If he's an opp man steamin' him (sho)
Billin' up a nigga, come we put some teeth in him (grr)
With the broom and sweepin' him (bap, bap)

Mandem told you already man
Spin that coupe when we see a opp boy
Hop out man, beat that (bow)
See the opp block strip man sweep that (whoosh)
Smooth criminal
Charntay says she's wanting more
I'ma go make an opp boy bleed
Don't worry I'ma be back (yea)
Charntay bendin' over so I lean back, beat that
Gangstas to the left and my right
Keep thinking everyting nice, 'til we tek mans life
You coulda been a murderer, coulda been a terrorist
We don't care, we just slap these 9's (whoosh)
They all stress, come back and I'm better than ever
And this time I'm poppin' off on them whenever the weather
Straight winners, no L's, jus' me and my breddas
OFB, Farm Block, go gettas

Come to the block get (bow)
Run down, sun's out, guns out (bow, bow, bow)
T got you, now you gotta run now (yea)
9 millimetre get tump'd out (grr, bow)
If he's just another nigga tryna get clout
You don't need a gunshot, you can get a mac tump out (yea)
Them man a likkle man, we ain't gotta bring guns out (nah)

(Zenith)
(H1k made this)


Autor(es): Abdul Nelson

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