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letra de go pt 2 - spinabenz

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[verse 1]
i don’t really give a f-ck what they say
i ain’t ya f-ckin’ child b-tch i ain’t finna play
and i ain’t fightin’ with no n-gga
i ain’t finna be f-ckin’ up my day
(police listenin’ right now)
i gotta be watchin’ what i say
with all these people watching me
how i’m gonna be watching where they stay
dirty, dirty, dirty
choppa ain’t have time to toss the k
man down, man down, skrrt
know i get away
hold up let me switch it
i done f-cked around said too much again
who dat, who dat
what up, who dat
that spinabenz, tornado kidd
[chorus]
i don’t know what you heard but
ain’t no n-gga finna f-ck with me
i ain’t no b-tch
i ain’t got no sense
you ain’t gotta tell me
cause i know i ain’t sh-t, true
true to the game
don’t get confused by the fame
curly bumpin’ spinabenz as he flew through the lane
try to take it, he goin’ show you what he do bout a chain
i bet every f-cking dollar that i got
i won’t change

[verse 2]
all i had was my choppa
i was goin’ hard in the paint
i was whippin’ n-ggas with my choppa
i was whippin’ hard in the paint
n-ggas wasn’t f-ckin’ with me
all i had was a dream
this n-gga looking like he dont know, i’ll leave his ass on the scene
you think you fast?
i could make the semi shoot like a machine
pop he’s down, [?] his ass so he ain’t got time to think
[?]
my glock hot, my choppa hot, i’m running on fever
b-tch you must got amnesia
[chorus]
i don’t know what you heard but
ain’t no n-gga finna f-ck with me
i ain’t no b-tch
i ain’t got no sense
you ain’t gotta tell me
cause i know i ain’t sh-t, true
true to the game
don’t get confused by the fame
curly bumpin’ spinabenz as he flew through the lane
try to take it, he goin’ show you what he do bout a chain
i bet every f-cking dollar that i got
i won’t change

[outro]
shawty saying f-ck that
whats the murder rate
we goin’ up that
i ain’t finna talk about that sh-t
n-gga f-ck that
why the f-ck you all on my d-ck
that sh-t suspect
stalkin’ me, all on my trail
i don’t trust that
shawty saying f-ck that
whats the murder rate
we goin’ up that
i ain’t finna talk about that sh-t
n-gga f-ck that
why the f-ck you all on my d-ck
that sh-t suspect
stalkin’ me, all on my trail
i don’t trust that

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