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stepped on - spinabenz lyrics

[verse 1]
you goin be like the last n*gga we stepped on
i’m shootin in this n*gga vest in the same place tryna break his teflon
f*ck that n*gga we swing this b*tch broad day giving out headstones
any opp n*gga i see gotta get slayed
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and a whole lot of people say i’m dead wrong
b*tch i don’t care though
1,2,3 blast a rocket blow a n*gga head off
i’m mad for this spaz
what kind of pistol that lead out
it’s goin be a lot of dead n*ggas a lot of people say that i’m dead wrong
imma come through that b*tch n*gga everybody get a head stone
imma come through that b*tch feel like fred the flintstone
listen listen listen close and pay attention like these your last moment
you said you make people die you should know how this sh*t goin’
you say you a k!ller you say that you blow sh*t
if it’s true i know he knows it
trying make his death be so quick
i’m finna up, up the score b*tch
i got a choppa, mac, and a drac let all them talk that’s associates
sociopath don’t stand too close to me
three personalities
twin tornado kidd
b*tch my name spinabenz
they say i’m a f*ckin problem
this stupid n*gga finna die for some d*mn followers
i’m a star i can teach astronomy, hot n*gga broke the whole thermometer
f*ck n*gga go dig ya partner up
said it’s true n*gga ain’t no stoppin us
fight with me and the way he step
you would this this n*gga had a band following
he opp quit posting pictures stupid
n*gga that sh*t goin jam probably
i could tell he ain’t livin that sh*t just do that sh*t for the gram
obviously
probably be the next n*gga dead, man down, caution
[verse 2]
you going end up being like that last n*gga we stepped on
spraying repeatedly with my glock try to rip through this n*gga teflon
leave em lying dead and a whole lot of people that say i’m dead wrong
come through walk through that b*tch off day
n*gga everybody get a headstone grippin that iron
shots fired repeatedly n*ggas keep dyin
how the f*ck n*ggas say they don’t see that sh*t, that n*gga must be blind
i try to think good thoughts, murder on my mind
runnin your mouth you running that mother f*cker now he howlin
i want three mansions and an island
i want a benz truck no mileage
i got a main b*tch got low mileage
i want choppa heat i’m tired or chasin n*ggas, i’m getting tired
this b*tch sing like a choir
swear this b*tch sing like it’s keisha, like it’s ashanti, like it’s mariah
whitney houston i’m on 2x
spinz you best you slow that sh*t down
search google to see how you do that
loose lips sink ships
it’s common sense i thought you knew that
we’ll beat a n*gga blue back

- spinabenz lyrics

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