La Spina Lyrics by Rick Hyde
Yeah, n****, ha
Wassup?
I made this beat too, n****
I don’t know why n***** think it’s a game or somethin’
I’ll get you what you need, yeah, look
I can get you what you ask for, I ain’t even gon’ tax for it
Plug know I’m comin’ back for it, good credit like a black card
What you think a n**** rap for? Grams goin’ out the back door
Mama thinkin’ that the latch broke, she don’t even notice black smoke
Eighteen-hundred for a thirty, papa put half on it, forty-five when I cash on it
Twenty-seven was the profit from it, then I flipped the rest and went back on ’em
These rap n***** want rap numbers, just talk like it, won’t act on it
I walk like it, I backbone it, Bill Belichick, I got MAC pointed
New lane, new change, that other part was a crash course
For young n***** gettin’ packs off, if you make it out, n****, hats off
Six figures off of rap songs, internet, my trap phone
Long as n***** got the cash for it, I can get you what you ask for
I can get you what you ask for, ten or better off the backboard
Classic every time I rap, uh, chalk around you like a blackboard
I can get you what you ask for, ten or better off the backboard
Classic every time I rap, uh, chalk around you like a blackboard
I can get you what you ask for, yeah, yeah
I can get you what you ask for, yeah, yeah
I can get you what you ask for, ten or better off the backboard
Classic every time I rap, uh, chalk around you like a blackboard
I can get you what you ask for, yeah, yeah
Uh, it’s Ricky