lirik lagu bando k3 - spin da block
[intro]
(ayy)
grrah~grrah (boom!)
don’t let me catch yo goofy ass lackin’, boy
k3 up in this bh (bow~bow!)
yeah… we spin first, na
[verse 1]
don’t hop in that car if your stick ain’t loaded (nah)
we slide through blocks with them beams, we focus (boom!)
ayy, f~ck yo dead homie, we smokin’ (grrah!)
f~ck that vest, boy, we aim where it’s open (bah~bah!)
catch his ass lackin’ at popeyes, toast him
f~ck a drive~by, i get out and approach him (on feet!)
i ain’t throw hands, b~tch, i upped and poked him
now his mama cryin’ like she ain’t noticed (what?)
if he ain’t got a gun, then he food (he food)
caught that n~gga slippin’ outside school (bow!)
left his lil’ homie stankin’ too (gone)
put his brains on the curb like stew (dumbass!)
i don’t play tag, i tag with lead
make that boy hit splits when the chopper spread (boom!)
whole car lit up like it’s infrared
tryna duck shots, got hit in the head (grrah~grrah!)
[chorus]
(spin, spin!)
spin da block, don’t stall, we hop out creepin’, mask and all (b~tch!)
don’t duck, don’t flinch, don’t fall, we knock on doors like trick~or~treat y’all (boom~boom!)
f~ck yo gang, f~ck yo squad, f~ck peace, we want that raw (grrt!)
catch his ho, make her eat this d~ck, then dip, she sucked too hard (slatt!)
[verse 2]
ayy, this ecstasy got me bouncin’ (rollin’)
poppin’ out cuts with poles, no announcements (grrah!)
lil’ bro in the back got a 30 like curry
he don’t miss sh~t, just spray when he countin’ (bah!)
n~ggas be cappin’, ain’t slide on nothin’
we caught they shooter, that n~gga was runnin’ (lame!)
switch on the glock, that m~th~f~ka dumpin’
whole crowd hit, they ain’t see that comin’ (grrah~grrah!)
i was in the trap with a freak named neek
she suckin’ this d~ck while i’m countin’ this heat (slurp)
heard dude talk sl!ck, now he restin’ in peace
put five in his back, now he stuck on the seat (dead!)
two twin glocks like “tia & tamera”
run in yo crib with a mask and a camera (smile!)
he talk tough, then he scream like hannah
wipe that nose, we ain’t usin’ no bandana (bihh!)
[chorus]
spin da block, don’t stall, we hop out creepin’, mask and all (creepin’)
don’t duck, don’t flinch, don’t fall, we knock on doors like trick~or~treat y’all (knock knock!)
f~ck yo gang, f~ck yo squad, f~ck peace, we want that raw (grrah!)
catch his ho, make her eat this d~ck, then dip, she sucked too hard (ugh!)
[verse 3]
ayy, i keep a glock in the bookbag
that’s for the opps who tweet like they too bad (goofy!)
b~tch i was broke, now i’m lit with a new bag
still in the hood where the goons and the loot at (yeah!)
this ain’t no movie, i shoot where ya crew at
hit his bm, then delete where we screwed at
boy, you ain’t slime, you ain’t never gon’ prove that
we took his chain, he ain’t even try to move back (p~ssy!)
sippin’ that wok, my soul get darker
i hang with hitters, they heartless robbers (savage!)
put him on fox if he bark like partner
f~ck your plug, we robbed your barber (facts!)
shorty get wet when she hear my name
she love how i grip this thang (she love it)
she suck me raw in the back of the range
then i kicked her out, ain’t do no exchange (bye!)
[chorus]
spin da block, don’t stall, we hop out creepin’, mask and all (grrah~grrah!)
don’t duck, don’t flinch, don’t fall, we knock on doors like trick~or~treat y’all (boom!)
f~ck yo gang, f~ck yo squad, f~ck peace, we want that raw (f~ck ’em!)
catch his ho, make her eat this d~ck, then dip, she sucked too hard (slatt!)
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