Lyrics SpinDatBac - 42 Dugg

You know me?
Turn me up

This for all my thugs who ain't heard me in a minute
Like, ten Ms comin', when I get it, I'ma split it
This for all my killers, this for all my dawgs
This for all my niggas that I just left behind the wall (Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm back fucking with rods, nigga, I hear you got 'em for cheap
I'm doing this shit for y'all, all my lil' ones on the East
I should be preaching peace, but you know how I get
Soon as a nigga slip, I'ma throw some in this shit

It's like four-somethin' in this bitch
Guess who paid for all the blickys
If Spaz don't make it home, I'ma start by getting busy
Tell my lawyer, "Go and get it," got a quarter on her, cash
And I be in the 'burbs, still'll thump a nigga ass
Bring my pipe and get it mashed, watch me fight, cuz
You'd be surprised how many niggas wanna whack Dugg
Trap jumping, yeah, nigga, and I rap good
I'ma stand on niggas, Gotti 'til they catch up

Ask 12, is it easy tryna catch us?
I bought my Lamb' truck yellow, but it's matte black
All that actin' like you special, here go five racks (yeah)
I wanna fuck, boo
And I ain't only get the cash, I bought the trucks too (yeah)
My bitch got on Rafs too like, it's a "Us" thing
My watch almost 300 thousand, nigga, fuck chains
I just had a Rust game
Yeah, Bricks, how you feel about cuz? Yeah, bitch

Still be on the 6 with it (yeah), young rich niggas (yeah)
Goin' broke over a ho? I'ma finna fix niggas
I don't wanna rap with them, they can't get a pic with me
Say my name another time, I'm going bitch shit
And Dawgy, this is big business, where yo' whip at?
Man, never mind, nigga, where yo' bitch at?
I ain't with the chit-chat, that's how I'ma get back
I tote something with a kickback, my Cartier better miss that (mm)

Because you know how I get it
Fours over everything, you know who I'm with (bitch)
Miss me with the Patty Gang, bae, you know I'm rich
I should tip something, no, trick call you
Don't think you caught us slipping, my bitch keep a blick on her
I still be in the trenches, no one pay for sticks on me, yeah
Smack cat (what else?), backtrack (Dugg)
If you ain't leave it empty, tell your driver spin it back (yeah)

Spin that Hummer, spin that Range
He still where I left him, so I know I did my thing (yeah)
Spin that cat, nigga, spin that track
If you ain't leave it empty, tell your driver, spin it back (duh, duh, duh, duh)

D cup
RIP Max