Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop

Mack OneDime me playboy
Aiight check this out aiight check this out
We crimeys right that you my partner in crime

Like that check this out let's let 'em know
You know niggas should've plugged up
From L.A. to the Bay you understand we doin' big
Big mothafucka big thangs fool, check it out

Aiight One O E. Feezee, I gotta, I gotta
Thank my math Count Dracula
For just a brother to you know
his marbles you know, what about you?

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill
365, 7 days I believe crack
My estates been guarded by pit bulls and

I'm straight cookin' them thangs, movin' weight like I
'Cause a nigga good don't mean he went Hollywood
Dog I practice my so each year I get better
To ghetto and clever and be richer than ever

Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel, I am but tell me this
Why you move up out the mothafucka I am the ghetto
I beg yo nigga I was grindin' tryin to take off niggas heads
Flossin' and fuckin' hoes when you was in

Nigga ain't Lenny and Squiggy this E-Feezee & Mack Teezee
Fuckin' with Italian, pasta, chicken Tortellini
Thirty odd six custodian, the scope
Far from Nickelodeon no shit no

Southern Cali up see we be rollin'
Make a bitch a gun report it stolen
Plead the 5th but don't snitch, no 'cause they're po po
And they mami that 12 gage equipment can be traced

Stand on ya bunions don't try to get caught in his drawers
them 223's be penetratin' through walls
Plus I got and shit didn't pay child support
Thinkin' about skippin' movin' to Shreveport

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the
From L.A. to the Yay see we be
Make a bitch a gun report it stolen

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill
See you my right that mean we pa'tnas in crime
It's Forty and Mack Dime Bitch

Forty I'm the one bro that's in the mix gumbo
Now how can I stay humble and make feddy by the
Marv said we got bigger Mack we got bigger figures
Now throw the top on the 'Rarri and bang gears on these niggas

And watch what the money show you about that don't know you
is gone hate real G's is happy foe ya
It's Mack Dime on the grind fool it's my time to
Now you niggas kick back and let me get mine

Causin' havoc sparkin' up chaos bringin' the heavy metal heaters
Mobb, under buckets if ya can't beat us then join us get on the
Streetsweepers grenades rifles and M1 car
Dice games craps bets over car slips cash money
Watchin' out for rival gang members
Bad weather but it all boils down to who got the paper

You see I can't stop I won't stop 'til I check a
I need a super bad and a house on the hill
L.A. to the Yay see we be rollin'
Make a bitch a gun report it stolen

You see I can't stop I won't stop 'til I check a
I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill
See you my dude right that mean we in crime
It's Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Bitch

I shoot 'em up like syringes I know real ends is
Lo lo's Harley Davis and big body
Ain't faded so far on my wrist
I got a R thousand dollar car 'cause I push the caviar

So what's up you need everybody huddle up
Got that 2 for 1 with the rock called double up
So get lit a hit shop is open all day
From L.A. to the Bay it's 10 and E-Fortaay

Sometimes I wonder if it's worth
Fuckin' with the law tryna it look like
I'm a legitimate tow truck service
With a 'Just Say No to Drug' sticker on the back window

Knowin' I been smokin' a gang of
Around the corner houses down across the way way
Make a and then a left
Over by Safeway and when ya get there page me

in how much you wanna spend
Seperate the 20's from the 1's, 5's and
Slick, sly, sharp vendors
do business in shopping centers
Buck 'em stick 'em, 'em don't ever fuck me
Hate 'em, 'em, love 'em shit can get ugly

You see I can't stop I won't stop 'til I check a
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the
From L.A. to the Yay see we be
Make a purchase a gun report it stolen

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
See you my dude right that we pa'tnas in crime
It's Forty Fonzarelli and Dime Bitch

Who bang, who ride, who bang, who ride, who ride, who
Who be ridin', who be bangin' westside nigga
Who bang, who ride, who bang, who ride, who ride, who
Who be who be bangin' westside ride nigga

Fuck 'em and 'em cold sardines, cold sardines
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em cold sardines, 'em
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em sardines