CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Spin Again
This n***a satisfied with my old b*t*h
Like I ain't gettin' the same money you gettin'
And then some
Stupid
Funny ass n***a
n***a satisfied with my old b*t*h
funny, got me rollin'
I made the same money, then some
She ain't f**kin' with my baby mama income
Every kid I every had gon' be a baller, n***a
Build my own business, real father figure
You ain't got to I have my back, I got my music
Playin' [?] actin' foolish
The brand new drac' got a cool kit
Had to elevate my soul so I could see the world
She just want to crash [?]
All my Capricorns [?]
damn lies you tell
My sh*t sound better than a lot of n***as'
But for the ones that keeping up I'm really proud of n***as'
finna make a rap again
Why is n***as wasting all they bars [?]
without no house to live
b*t*h
You do it for the Grammy you don't really know the heart of it
I give you my heart, but I admit it's not a lot to give
Where yo' ass was at when I didn't even have a part to p*ss
If it 'bout a bag [?]
I put the mud down because I love my kidney
I don't feel good if the hood ain't with me
That's all I ever wanted to be, a better man
My n***as been through with with some veterans
She heard my voice, got wet, now she in a trance
Real bosses call shots [?]
You know this sh*t get real when it hit the fan
I wonder who gon' keep it silent [?]
Spin this block 4 times, [?] spin again
Spin the block 4 times, [?] spin again
Like I ain't gettin' the same money you gettin'
And then some
Stupid
Funny ass n***a
n***a satisfied with my old b*t*h
funny, got me rollin'
I made the same money, then some
She ain't f**kin' with my baby mama income
Every kid I every had gon' be a baller, n***a
Build my own business, real father figure
You ain't got to I have my back, I got my music
Playin' [?] actin' foolish
The brand new drac' got a cool kit
Had to elevate my soul so I could see the world
She just want to crash [?]
All my Capricorns [?]
damn lies you tell
My sh*t sound better than a lot of n***as'
But for the ones that keeping up I'm really proud of n***as'
finna make a rap again
Why is n***as wasting all they bars [?]
without no house to live
b*t*h
You do it for the Grammy you don't really know the heart of it
I give you my heart, but I admit it's not a lot to give
Where yo' ass was at when I didn't even have a part to p*ss
If it 'bout a bag [?]
I put the mud down because I love my kidney
I don't feel good if the hood ain't with me
That's all I ever wanted to be, a better man
My n***as been through with with some veterans
She heard my voice, got wet, now she in a trance
Real bosses call shots [?]
You know this sh*t get real when it hit the fan
I wonder who gon' keep it silent [?]
Spin this block 4 times, [?] spin again
Spin the block 4 times, [?] spin again
