Dead Niggas

Lyrics

[Intro: Spinabenz] Oh Oh Oh Ayy Go, go Oh Go (We finna smoke the opps) Go Ayy (Drilltime, what you cooking up?) [Verse 1: Spinabenz] If you don't want me saying, "Fuck dead niggas", don't die And we still on Evergreen 'cause the opps don't slide Say, La Cracka, he an alcy how his ass take shots They say Teki ate shots Netri died, his face dropped Peedy ass took thirty-five, they was all K shots Bro, let's go and do a drill and hit 'em all with face shots They know if they on the block, we probably finna swing 'round It's three choppers in this whip, we sprayin' ninety fuckin' rounds Fuck them handguns, bitch, it's really goin' down On my mama son, bitch, they know we ain't playin' 'round They ain't even swinging back, we got too many fuckin' rounds On that car and double back and we gon' tear that bitch down Spray a hundred fuckin' rounds, everybody get low Face shot the fucking driver, it ain't nowhere they could go We on every fuckin' side, ain't nobody got no hope If you swing through my shit, then that's exactly how it go [Verse 2: Greenlight] Bitch, you ran down on who? Bitch, I'm smokin' 52 Lot of shots, spray the whip, it hit the whole fucking crew Niggas sent 'bout fifty shots and only hit me in the leg If I send my fifty shots, then I'ma hit you in the head Murder one, code red, make sure everybody dead Greenlight the whole corner or whatever Spinz said I ain't kill him if he died and he ain't get shot in the head I know Doloo traumatized, he don't stop at lights that's red [Verse 3: Spinabenz] We ain't stoppin' when we poppin' unless everybody dead We ain't never copping pleas, niggas knowin' how we play it Dead niggas don't talk, don't walk, they just layin' Put a P in front of that, that nigga died 'cause he was playin' Cut the L-A-Y, I told the nigga bitch to drop the pin Put a S in front of pin, they like, "All he do is spin" Add a dub and cut the S and P 'cause all we do is win Know if you see me with Light and Leek, we probably finna bend What's your name? Mister, Mister, Mister, Mister Spinabenz What you did? Smacked a motherfucker with the MAC-10 [Verse 4: Greenlight] Hold up, Twin, where that Drac'? We finna spin and spin again 'Caught the last nigga walkin', hit his ass and hit his mans Another nigga, he in Shands Bro, just show me where the bands I'm with Ducci, I'm with Man Spinnin' like a ceiling fan Why my name in they mouth? Nigga must be a fan Put that flame at his house, bet that nigga come out then Try to swing for some clout, bitch, we bangin' it out We don't do no drive-bys, Jumpout Gang, we get out Cracka lived, he survived, it's a shame they got out Put that flame in his mouth, we tryna swing, they ain't out [Outro: Spinabenz] These niggas already know what the fuck going on Jumpout Gang, KuKu gang shit, man I ain't on that weak-ass shit these niggas be on Spin me some hoes Like some clothes, they gon' fold (I know they gon' fold) To the streets, I propose These niggas know Gang