corrija a letra Letra Spin Again por Pacman da Gunman

Featuring(s) : Richard Fisher

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[Chorus: Richard Fisher]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah
Niggas hot 'til they not
Niggas pop 'til they popped
I got my niggas with me, yeah
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah

[Verse 1: Pacman da Gunman]
Spin again, get it in and do it all again (All again)
Pop a pill and tell the Lord, "Forgive me for my sins" (My sins)
Spin again and see a ten, nigga, I'ma [?]
Should we go and get the candles? Shit, it all depends (All depends)
Lightwork, we not on it but it's hard times (Hard times)
Yeah, we make it look easy but it's hard work (Hard work)
Walkin' with a [?] and I ain't crawl first (Crawl first)
Ask Baby Long John, wе got the call first
Drop everything, countin' quick, crеate me trouble
Three opps, two shooters, that's a triple double
Niggas trippin', I got dough, walkin' with a duffle
When them niggas playin' crazy, I'ma keep it subtle (Yeah)

[Chorus: Richard Fisher]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah (Oh, yeah)
Niggas hot 'til they not (Uh-huh)
Niggas pop 'til they popped (They popped)
I got my niggas with me, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah (Oh, woah)
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no (No, no)
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah

[Verse 2: Pacman da Gunman]
Look
CEO nigga with the business, I don't talk a lot
Sold dope, the killers gunfights in the parking lot
[?], kamikaze suit, down to fuck 'em up
Fifty shots, soundin' like the [?] but it's fuckin' not
Diddy bop, dawg, he was dancin' 'til he bled out (Bled out)
Never se me stop the shells, now the feds out
Lion heart, when it's time hunt, I'm a damn shark
Demon time, niggas try to run, shout out Ozark
You ain't safe in this game that we playin', nigga (Playin', nigga)
All respect when you speakin' on my name, nigga (Name, nigga)
So watch your mouth when you sayin' what you sayin', nigga
Said your homies died, guess who sent 'em to the grave, nigga?

[Chorus: Richard Fisher]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah (Oh, woah)
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah (Oh, yeah)
Niggas hot 'til they not ('Til they not)
Niggas pop 'til they popped ('Til they popped)
I got my niggas with me, yeah
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah

[Outro: Richard Fisher & Pacman da Gunman]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah
This is dice playin'
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah
So don't come out here playin' like you niggas untouchable, you hear me?
Niggas hot 'til they not
Niggas pop 'til they popped
Let's not forget [?] got touched, fool
I got my niggas with me, yeah
Them niggas done killed Jesus
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah
So all you niggas that's poppin' it, like you untouchable
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no
[?] for real, for real
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah
I'm a cold nigga

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