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carns hill - spinners & shotguns كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
look, violent pagan
jb, that n-gga they hate on
man, i cabbage a boy, he’s a veggie now
and his mum’s at his side tryna stay strong
man, i whip up the chotch, get cake on
my yout, that’s what we get paid from
dem boy can’t f-ck with the outlaw
cuh it’s dem boy that a man blaze on
you’re like “where’s all my days gone?”
left side of your face, man rave on
man, i leave bloodstains from a f-ckboy
on the same concrete that i once played on
the same concrete another boy laid on
i’ll shoot a hero with his cape on
i’ll shoot him in his chest, take him off the ground
put him in the air like ray, don
man, i’ll slap out the .45 special
then wipe down the spinner in dettol
i’ll do him with the icepick a hundred times
in his face, now the boy’s got freckle
likkle man, take time and sekkle
tek weh your kettle, not a breville
i don’t try too much, sh-t’s easy
i still show my man about levels

[chorus]
spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies
this is how them n-ggas got me
smoking that broccoli, i’ve got a dolly
she like to play with that c-cky
i’ve got that rocky, whip it up properly
i might just turn to john gotti
spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies
this is how them n-ggas got me
spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies
this is how them n-ggas got me
smoking that broccoli, i’ve got a dolly
she like to play with that c-cky
i’ve got that rocky, whip it up properly
i might just turn to john gotti
spinners and shottys, hitting them bodies
this is how them n-ggas got me

[verse 2]
take these rhinos, mask and gloves when i ride
i ain’t tryna get a case like iphones
these f-cking snitches give statements
that’s written in biros
burn his skin in petrol
hope that the snitch boy die slow
bruck down a brick, that’s easy
fam, i shot os, you’re a typo
in a golf volkswagen
with a dragon, n-gga, not spyro
b-tch give me head for an hour
i just lay back with my eyes closed
her little sister’s f-cked up
b-tch keeps looking through the spyhole
pretend like i never saw her
let the b-tch blow like lightbulbs
i wet a n-gga up like lifeboats
wet a n-gga up like lifeboats
you don’t need too much good aim
with a big mac, that’s quite known
whip up the chotch in a way
left hand doing up cyclone, real badboy pon the microphone

- carns hill

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