get off the block this my first and last time tellin' bitches
second step i spin tha bend
i'm goin back to my old self
pullin my chopper of the shelf
wackin' you bitches until it's no one left
i don't play when i'm off in some drama you know me
it's kill or be killed when you beefin' wit b.g. and nothing less than a hundred out the drum clearing the street
yellow tapes and white sheets on yo block all week
bitch niggas that can't take the heat stay concealed
they know if they get caught in the middle they won't live
ain't no other way for me to keep it besides real
it's bout it when i pulled up get got it gone with the wind
you bet not be nowhere on the block when i spin tha bend
from one side to the other end
hoppin' out the bubble benz
poppin' him and other friends
bitches i be smotherin' niggas just be stutterin'
juvenile don't run no mo' i been through this shit before
spin a bend kick in yo door
lay it all down on the floor
tell me something i don't no
give me please all of the coke or i'ma shoot you in yo throat
standin' on whateva block
lookin' for the cheddar spot
keep everything that i got
damn it if i'm straight or not
i'm gone always be on top
i'm here come and pursue it then
heads i'm gone be shootin' and you will never move again
i'm not a gentleman or sweeter then cinnamon
everytime i spin tha bend they say oh no it's him again"