Correction Lyrics Spin Again by King Von

Featuring(s) : Boss Top & DQFrmDaO

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Lyrics

[Intro: King Von]
Banger
Uh
Slide, slide
Uh, uh
What?
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

[Verse 1: King Von]
Couple killers, yeah, I know a few
Catch you lackin' and stand over you (Boom, boom)
I got shorties lurkin', they tote 32's (Yeah)
Put you on the news, ain't even finish school (Grrah, grrah)
Hit a block, always in the mood (What? Yeah)
Bust my inner tool tryna shoot at dude (Damn, boom, boom)
We was ridin' on bikes, tryna get a stripe
Bitch nigga, we been into it (Boom, boom)
Fuck sports, I'ma stick to shootin' (Uh)
See them niggas, just get to shootin' (Grrah, grrah)
Play it cool, just to alley-oop it (What?)
Over-kill, that's just how I do it (Huh? Boom, boom)
Movin' smart, I know how they movin' (What?)
The world know how I'm groovin' (They know)
I sense some danger, I get to shootin' (Boom, boom)
He blast, if he ain't get hit (On God)

[Verse 2: Boss Top]
I'm poppin' out at the night time (Yeah)
We in all black, it's the right time (It's the right time)
Switch on the Glock, got chalked, leave a white line (Brr)
Nigga play crazy and he dead, on sight now (Boaw, boaw)
Glock 29, nigga, we ain't tryna fight now (Fight now)
Put it to his mouth, make him bite down (Bite down)
If I call 'em, they shoot it out right now (Right now)
Glock 21 but it shoot like Mike now (Baow, baow, baow)
Switch make a big nigga get down (Get down)
You ain't on shit, nigga, sit down (Sit down)
Nigga play crazy get killed down (Baow)
Lost real niggas, finna call, they'll get out (Get out)
Folks made a statement, it's signed, it's read down (Damn)
My right-hand man, he a snitch now (He a snitch now)
Too many bodies, had to tell myself sit down (Sit down)
Damn, nigga gotta live for the kids now (For my kids now)

[Verse 3: DQFrmDaO]
No kid shit, bitch nigga get kidnapped (Uh-huh)
Tough ass nigga get bitch slap (What?)
Opp ass nigga play crazy get shit splat (Boom)
We do this shit for the Get Back (Get Back)
If Von want him dead then the nigga can get fried (What?)
Cross a nigga out like a Tic Tac (Uh-huh)
Niggas writin' statements, say nah, we ain't with that (Nah)
It's the feds, like buckle up, sit back (Uh-huh)
Lil' bitch, my name DQ and I shoot tools (DQ)
Walk up, what a nigga gon' do (Uh-huh)
Bitch, and when we slidin', we don't leave clues (Uh-huh)
'Cause a nigga gon' eat or be fooled (Skrrt)
You know me from school (What?)
Bitch, that don't mean we was cool (Nah)
Always packin' tools (Boom, boom)
Young wild nigga straight from that zoo (O'Block)

[Verse 4: King Von]
Twelve hit the spot, had to change it
Police tryna put me in the station
I was on the block, sellin' crack at the basement
If a opp pull up then we chasin' him
God forgive me, I ain't tryna sin but I just lost a friend
I done cried so many damn tears, it's time to spin the Benz
If I miss, I spin again (Again)
Can't catch him, catch his friend (His friend)
Can't catch him, catch next to kin (The kin)
We packed like Mexicans (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm knockin', bitch, so let me in (What?)
Just bought a new FN (New FN)
If I pull up with that Bernie Mac (That what?)
Ain't askin' who you with (Who you with)

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