[Chorus: Richard Fisher]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah
ni**as hot 'til they not
ni**as pop 'til they popped
I got my ni**as with me, yeah
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah
[Verse 1: Pacman da Gunman]
Spin again, get it in and do it all again (All again)
Pop a pill and tell the Lord, "Forgive me for my sins" (My sins)
Spin again and see a ten, ni**a, I'ma [?]
Should we go and get the candles? sh*t, it all depends (All depends)
Lightwork, we not on it but it's hard times (Hard times)
Yeah, we make it look easy but it's hard work (Hard work)
Walkin' with a [?] and I ain't crawl first (Crawl first)
Ask Baby Long John, wе got the call first
Drop everything, countin' quick, crеate me trouble
Three opps, two shooters, that's a triple double
ni**as trippin', I got dough, walkin' with a duffle
When them ni**as playin' crazy, I'ma keep it subtle (Yeah)
[Chorus: Richard Fisher]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah (Oh, yeah)
ni**as hot 'til they not (Uh-huh)
ni**as pop 'til they popped (They popped)
I got my ni**as with me, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah (Oh, woah)
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no (No, no)
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah
[Verse 2: Pacman da Gunman]
Look
CEO ni**a with the business, I don't talk a lot
Sold dope, the killers gunfights in the parking lot
[?], kamikaze suit, down to fu*k 'em up
Fifty shots, soundin' like the [?] but it's fu*kin' not
Diddy bop, dawg, he was dancin' 'til he bled out (Bled out)
Never se me stop the shells, now the feds out
Lion heart, when it's time hunt, I'm a damn shark
Demon time, ni**as try to run, shout out Ozark
You ain't safe in this game that we playin', ni**a (Playin', ni**a)
All respect when you speakin' on my name, ni**a (Name, ni**a)
So watch your mouth when you sayin' what you sayin', ni**a
Said your homies died, guess who sent 'em to the grave, ni**a?
[Chorus: Richard Fisher]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah (Oh, woah)
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah (Oh, yeah)
ni**as hot 'til they not ('Til they not)
ni**as pop 'til they popped ('Til they popped)
I got my ni**as with me, yeah
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah
[Outro: Richard Fisher & Pacman da Gunman]
Spin the block, hit a opp, yeah
This is dice playin'
Street sweeper, get 'em off, yeah
So don't come out here playin' like you ni**as untouchable, you hear me?
ni**as hot 'til they not
ni**as pop 'til they popped
Let's not forget [?] got touched, fool
I got my ni**as with me, yeah
Them ni**as done killed Jesus
Whole bunch of killers with me, yeah
So all you ni**as that's poppin' it, like you untouchable
Throw signs, we really don't speak, no
[?] for real, for real
Trippin', get knocked off your feet, yeah
I'm a cold ni**a