Spinnin Lyrics - Yungeen Ace

[Intro] 

Fuck that 

Niggas talkin' 'bout I'ma die by the end of the week, well they got me fucked up 

You got me fucked up, you think I'm fakin' out here 

Fuck, I'ma spin on all these niggas blocks 

Fuck, I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all 

[Chorus] 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Hop out that car with them cutters 

We droppin' them opps for real 

Bitch, ain't no fakin', we thuggin' 

We livin' this life for real 

Run down, shoot him broad day 

We killin' on sight for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Hop out that car with them cutters 

We droppin' them opps for real 

Bitch, ain't no fakin', we thuggin' 

We livin' this life for real 

Run down, shoot him broad day 

We killin' on sight for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Dead niggas, we dropped for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real (Come here, come here) 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Dead niggas, we dropped for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

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[Verse 1] 

We spin on your block with three hundred shots 

23 got a Glock with fifty shots 

See an opp in public, then we shoot it out 

Then post on the block, we gon' clear it out 

Run down, stand over him 

Look him up in his eye, empty the Glock on him, ayy 

Run down, stand over him 

Look him up in his eye, empty the Glock on him, ayy 

Spazz, been drivin', I bet he won't crash 

Pulled up, shot his ass, hit the dash 

You thinkin' I'm pussy, your life can get tooken 

I creep through the night, no bitch, I ain't no rookie 

I'm all in, you ain't takin' nothin' 

Tryna test me, I'ma show you somethin' 

Draco on me got a hundred rounds 

In front of your mama, I'ma gun you down 

Don't spare me, I ain't sparin' you 

I'ma show your ass what this Glock do 

Don't spare me, I ain't sparin' you 

I'ma show your ass what this Glock do 

Catch him in traffic and put it on him 

I don't need no gang, spin by my lonely 

Come here nigga 

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[Chorus] 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Hop out that car with them cutters 

We droppin' them opps for real 

Bitch, ain't no fakin', we thuggin' 

We livin' this life for real 

Run down, shoot him broad day 

We killin' on sight for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Hop out that car with them cutters 

We droppin' them opps for real 

Bitch, ain't no fakin', we thuggin' 

We livin' this life for real 

Run down, shoot him broad day 

We killin' on sight for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Dead niggas, we dropped for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real (Come here, come here) 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Dead niggas, we dropped for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

[Verse 2] 

The other side said it's beef, so you know it's bodies droppin' 

Call me Mr. Spin-a-Bend, known to spin again and again 

I don't give a fuck how you feel, I don't give a fuck how you take it 

Keep it on me, be damned if I let a nigga take me (Can't let a nigga take me) 

Reach for my chain, I ain't goin' for it 

Empty the clip, reload it again, get to blowin' more and more 

These niggas be hidin', I go and find 'em like Dora the Explorer 

Come here, no it ain't no runnin' 

Shots fired gon' put him under 

We bring the heat, soundin' like a thunder 

My bros tried to kill me, made me wonder 

No, I ain't blind, no Stevie Wonder 

Peep all the fake shit, fuck a vest, we shoot faces 

No faces beat cases 

Run down while he runnin' off to the races 

.762 the reason why there's dead niggas in they places 

We face shit 

[Chorus] 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Hop out that car with them cutters 

We droppin' them opps for real 

Bitch, ain't no fakin', we thuggin' 

We livin' this life for real 

Run down, shoot him broad day 

We killin' on sight for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Hop out that car with them cutters 

We droppin' them opps for real 

Bitch, ain't no fakin', we thuggin' 

We livin' this life for real 

Run down, shoot him broad day 

We killin' on sight for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Dead niggas, we dropped for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real (Come here, come here) 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

Dead niggas, we dropped for real 

We spinnin' on blocks for real 

[Outro] 

Nah, I ain't lyin', nigga got me fucked up 

Talkin' 'bout how they gon' kill me by the end of this week 

Can't so we'll tear that thing 

I ain't lyin', let that nigga tweak 

Ayy Boo, grab that smack, nigga 

Give a fuck 'bout none of that 

Ayy, go get Spazz, 23