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letra de spin again - el gonzo (usa)

[intro: el gonzo]
lil big homie n-gga

[chorus: el gonzo]
we just gotta cray the glizzy, b-tch, it’s time to get it in
brand-new opps up in the city, told lil’ bruh, “go spin that bend”
miss a n-gga, double-back, ayy, grab the drac’ and spin again
i’m runnin’ up them racks, i swear to god this sh-t be comin’ in

[verse 1: el gonzo]
really wanna rap, but i’d rather shoot up, go drac’ a n-gga
told the gang, “you catch them boys in traffic, better bake a n-gga”
switch on the back of that g-lock (brrt), gun him down (brrt), f-ck chasin’ n-ggas (brrt)
n-ggas switched up on the gang, f-ck ’em, we get paper, n-gga
i got twenty thou’ if you walk down and just straight face the n-gga
caught so many hats, i prolly trial for the pacest n-gga
sick and tired of all these n-ggas cappin’ like they dracin’ n-ggas
we them n-ggas sendin’ sh-t to god, go check the papеrs, n-gga

[verse 2: yung boss tevo]
ayy, sick and tired of these n-ggas likе they k!llers (ayy)
uh, n-ggas only gangsters when they go and pop a g (for real)
ayy, fifty on the glock, i swear to god i won’t miss it (boom)
uh, guaranteed a n-gga die when they took my n-gga (for real)
ayy, murder genie, i’m the one who buryin’ them n-ggas (yeah)
ayy, we up on the score, it’s like we carryin’ them n-ggas (what?)
i hit from the back and push her head in the pillow (-moan-)
ayy, you can’t leave a trap, we throw his ass in the river (splash)
ayy, leave his ass floatin’ (what?)
tell me why they tryna ride the wave but they ain’t got a boat
boy, i don’t even c-ck, i’m walkin’ ’round with some sh-t look live fortyfi coat
ha, that’s a big fifth if he ain’t know
uh, i might call lil flip ’cause he on go (that loc)
or i might just call soul
he prolly somewhere walkin’ with a bond in his coat (boom)
ayy, seen a hundred k, that ain’t nothin’, i want some more (racks)
even though a n-gga got asthma, i still want the smoke (pole, pole)
i’m coolin’ with them sixes, but you know i bang that big five (bl!cky)
run up when go down, i shoot that stick, now he on fox 5
we shoot to k!ll, do nothin’ less, we hit ’em up like, “fah, fah”
he say he really k!llin’, walk ’em down, don’t do no drive-by
[chorus: yung boss tevo]
we just gotta cray the glizzy, b-tch, it’s time to get it in
ayy, brand-new opps up in the city, told lil’ bruh, “go spin that bend”
ayy, miss a n-gga, double-back, ayy, grab the drac’ and spin again
i’m runnin’ up them racks, i swear to god this sh-t be comin’ in

[outro: el gonzo]
b-tch, brrt
free the gang, n-gga
brrt, brrt
brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt
lil big homie n-gga

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