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[intro]
(i think we got a hit)
yeah (ahh, ahh)
(east wave)
(hey meldawg i think we got a hit)
yeah, i think we got a hit
youngin’ call my phone he said he spinning
mmm, yeah
(we ain’t stopping at no red light)
yeah
[chorus]
spin the block (spin the block), think someone got hit (hit, hit)
spin around again, make sure he ain’t miss (ahh, mmm)
(yeah, ah)
hit my line (hit my line), she want hit (she want hit)
hit it one more time, then a n_gga dip (ahh, mmm)
(yeah this off the top, look)

[verse 1]
n_ggas talkin’ down on my name (on my)
these n_ggas ain’t really feel my pain (feel my)
young n_gga growing up on the jane (on the)
i don’t even know what to say (i don’t even, huh)
dee’que he the man, he seal your b_tch (steal your, huh)
ricky in the cut, he let it rip (let it, huh)
always keep a gun up on your hip (on your, huh)
he don’t care if you a blood, or you a crip (you a, huh)
it’s all about the money, f_ck you pay me
he was 19 years old when he went crazy
it’s f_cked up, 16 little girls they havin’ babies, crazy
we doin’ this sh_t daily

[pre_chorus]
runnin’ up at cheque, go get that bag (yeah)
if he won’t smoke, put him in pack (yeah)
smokin’ on this wood, i got that gas (yeah)
pass that, pass that (grtt)
[chorus]
spin the block (spin the block), think someone got hit (hit, hit)
spin around again, make sure he ain’t miss (ahh, mmm)
(yeah, ah)
hit my line (hit my line), she want hit (she want hit)
hit it one more time, then a n_gga dip (ahh, mmm)
(yeah this off the top, look)

[verse 2]
i_i, i think we got a hit
broski call my phone, he told me “ouu’s a hit”
but, the cities fakin’, these n_ggas hatin’
you gotta keep droppin’ music ‘cause the fans are waiting (ahh)
they just like fiends, they just want more
you gotta keep applying pressure ‘cause you at the door (yeah, yeah)
she hit my line, ‘cause she adore (yeah, yeah)
i’m just a christian n_gga in dior (yeah)
if you a guy, then stay inside
‘cause the real hitters come out when it turns to night (ahh)
look in his eye, ain’t scared to die (yeah, yeah)
and we ain’t stoppin’ at no red light (yeah, yeah)

[pre_chorus]
runnin’ up at cheque, go get that bag (yeah)
if he won’t smoke, put him in pack (yeah)
smokin’ on this wood, i got that gas (yeah)
pass that, pass that (grtt)
[chorus]
spin the block (spin the block), think someone got hit (hit, hit)
spin around again, make sure he ain’t miss (ahh, mmm)
(yeah, ah)
hit my line (hit my line), she want hit (she want hit)
hit it one more time, then a n_gga dip (ahh, mmm)
(yeah this off the top, look)

- thirty3

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