Spin Again Songtext
von Lil Kee

Mm, mm, mm
You wanna do this shit forever, you can′t live with fear, mm
Long as I ain't talkin′ 'bout smokin' you, you don′t even live around, mm

Two straps on me when I walk in the club, can′t tell me shit
Lil' bro gon′ get a hundred thou' ′fore I put a double on my wrist
I'll pay my dog ′fore I get a nigga, go do a hit
We ain't gon' never go out bad, I swear we do this shit

Go back broke, I′m movin′ bricks
Big bro died, I ain't used to this
Jump out the whip, I′ma let off a
Hundred before I let them niggas do me in
Shit went left, and it wasn't the plan
Back on the block with the fire in my hand
You slidin′ or what? Nigga, what is you sayin'?
Too many shots, you ain′t hit, bitch, you playin'


If he ain't dead, then we spinnin′ again
Again, and again, and again, and again
This shit ain′t gon' never change
This shit gon′ stay the same
Heard them niggas was speakin' from jail
Better off, they can speak it from hell
Boy, them niggas some hos
They get under pressure, they fold, and speakin′ to 12

Where you at? Bitch, I'm on your trail
Make a post pop up, we there
And I know they ain′t slangin' steel
And I know they ain't gang for real
She be playin′ like she gon′ leave a nigga, on that petty shit
We have sex, she be like, "Take it off, put on my necklace"

I be strapped up with my weapon, bitch, I'm tryna stress some shit
When I shoot, I bet your face gon′ lift, don't need no vest for this
They be trippin′, don't wan′ let me in, this just my medicine
You don't feel me, bitch, I stand on ten, I was built for this

Two straps on me when I walk in the club, can't tell me shit
Lil′ bro gon′ get a hundred thou' ′fore I put a double on my wrist
I'll pay my dog ′fore I get a nigga, go do a hit
We ain't gon′ never go out bad, I swear we do this shit


Go back broke, I'm movin' bricks
Big bro died, I ain′t used to this
Jump out the whip, I′ma let off a
Hundred before I let them niggas do me in
Shit went left and it wasn't the plan
Back on the block with the fire in my hand
You slidin′ or what? Nigga, what is you sayin'?
Too many shots, you ain′t hit, bitch, you playin'

If he ain′t dead, then we spinnin' again
Again, and again, and again, and again
This shit ain't gon′ never change
This shit gon′ stay the same
Heard them niggas was speakin' from jail
Better off, they can speak it from hell
Boy, them niggas some hos
They get under pressure, they fold, and speakin′ to 12

Where you at? Bitch, I'm on your trail
Make a post pop up, we there
And I know they ain′t slangin' steel
And I know they ain′t gang for real
She be playin' like she gon' leave a nigga, on that petty shit
We have sex, she be like, "Take it off, put on my necklace"

And when I′m done, it ain′t no second bitch, don't leave no evidence
She might tell you that she loyal, she don′t love you
They might tell you what you never get, so only trust you
You can't put trust in no ′nother nigga, that one never there
So, when I die, it won't be no one with me, I just blame myself
See the hate all through your eyes, dawg, you ain′t never cared
You can't say that you did shit for me, show too much sympathy
Remember all that shit you said to me, what I would never be

Two straps on me when I walk in the club, can't tell me shit
Lil′ bro gon′ get a hundred thou' ′fore I put a double on my wrist
I'll pay my dog ′fore I get a nigga, go do a hit
We ain't gon′ never go out bad, I swear we do this shit

Go back broke, I'm movin' bricks
Big bro died, I ain′t used to this
Jump out the whip, I′ma let off a
Hundred before I let them niggas do me in
Shit went left, and it wasn't the plan
Back on the block with the fire in my hand
You slidin′ or what? Nigga, what is you sayin'?
Too many shots, you ain′t hit, bitch, you playin'

If he ain′t dead, then we spinnin' again
Again, and again, and again, and again
This shit ain't gon′ never change
This shit gon′ stay the same
Heard them niggas was speakin' from jail
Better off, they can speak it from hell
Boy, them niggas some hos
They get under pressure, they fold, and speakin′ to 12

Where you at? Bitch, I'm on your trail
Make a post pop up, we there
And I know they ain′t slangin' steel
And I know they ain′t gang for real
She be playin' like she gon' leave a nigga, on that petty shit
We have sex, she be like, "Take it off, put on my necklace"