Spin on Em (feat. Fredo Bang)

Damn, Chose Hardbody They know my name, on gang, born sinner Door to door, if it's war, dump out the rental Shot caller, frontline go-getter Come and hit me, four-by-four, big spinner 'Round the corner, on my way, I'm tryna clip 'em Out the car, walk down, not out the window Put ten on him, and him, and her It's fuck me, then it's fuck you, you know what's up Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (spin on 'em) Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (again on 'em) Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (go in on 'em) Go again on 'em, go again on 'em I'ma spend on 'em, in designer, this a Louis Glock Cut his top like some line-ups when you go through his block Heard he in a wheelchair, you know you 'posed to killed his ass Caught him at a red light, put his shit against the glass Drank in my liver and some pain in my memories I'm a born hustler, I get money like it's ten of me Tasmanian Devil, I know Nuski, he gon' spin for me Pop up on an opp, watch him freeze like it's ten degrees (hey) Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (spin on 'em) Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (again on 'em) Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (go in on 'em) Go again on 'em, go again on 'em Walked in with them apes, you know them niggas, I be bustin' with When you speak on TBG, you best know what you fuckin' with I can't say too much, you know the murder cases never close But I cut an opp down, damn, I miss my Draco Make him feel it if he don't run it back (double back) Your life ain't shit, they spin for less than a rack (that's a fact) I want your hat, then I'ma run it by Splatt (BGE) They wiped his nose, I was shopping at Saks (bah) Extendo on the Glock, .30 or better I put blood on that money, I can get you whatever We got hairpin triggers, this shit light as a feather He might never walk again, but I feel a lil' better Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (spin on 'em) Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (again on 'em) Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (go in on 'em) Go again on 'em, go again on 'em