Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Be Stopped

knooooooowwwww, I I can't be stooooopped!

1]
Yea, uh, Deala, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
The definition of trillness, the South
Just that real shit, not anotha nigga his mouth
Pay attention, I'll why I can't be stopped
And how I came to be the man on every block
Bronson, a young fly nigga straight out the
Candy on Monte Carlos in the decks where I'm from
Remember when I was first back from pullin' the first
Or when the crack came I was the nigga with the slam
Who wants the 'yours truly', y'all school me
Put so much on the streets, Pepsi tried to sue me
Wearin' a throwback, I dropped faces and ?
And if I can't rap, the trap is I'll go back
This just one dimension, of a nigga
You're now welcomed to the dawnin of a new
I'm the quarterback of crack it's logical
want that yay, I'll switch up the plate, call me the honorable
Deala not yo average dick ridin' bitch
I'm like a Benz 6 ridin' sick nigga
You know you the ??? darkskinned, tatted
??? spark ten, heavily
dawg, you can't fuck with me, leave it alone
I got killaz on standby, and it's on
If this is a game then I'm the legend who wrote it
And be careful 'cause the bases ain't the thing loaded

I knooooooowwwww, I I can't be stooooopped!

(I can't be stopped, I be stopped!)

2]
Chrome wheelz on the 600, but wood
I-Double, DTP, we nuthin' but hood
You still tryina get a deal, but yo runnin' out
You in yo ass, the shit's not comin' out
Okay, you dropped a lil' album, still got no
I made more in a month doin ad libs
Do a background check on me, see how I
let that Mac ground spit homey, think of yo kids
Down hea, we for real, not wordz and a rap
Deala bitch! The same love in the burbs or the
I can witchu, slang witchu, ride when I need to
Drop somethin', cop somethin', slide when I to
You don't know me and all the warz that I've
In the club, fuck the bottle, bar gets bought
Bronson! I'ma made man, you do the
All you is just middle school, see me in
Pussy rimz are not legal, fuck a learnin'
Me, I on grown men and the mirror's the tint
niggaz not quiet Ludacris, nowhere near Shawnna
A mill ??? Fate, and Tity some otha
And Tit' needs to get the title let the respect
On every block I on, not only the deck
It's the same shit, different day, I'm in my ways
DTP, we run the streets until I'm in the grave

I knooooooowwwww, I I can't be stooooopped!
(Repeat 4X)