Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop

[8B] Space, baby
[TS] Right right right
One time
Beyotch!
[8B] Yeah, you how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire!

Verse One: Too $hort,

From nineteen-eighty, eighty-eight
I Don't Stop Rappin like my tapes
When I was broke, I used to em instantly (instantly)
One look, you tell it was the pimp in me (pimp in me)
In eighty-nine, I went on tour with (Eazy-E)
A bunch of fine bitches to sleep with me
Every night, out, turnin young hoes
Tell her baby, no doubt, this dick in yo' mouth
I a lot of weed, I said a lot of rhymes
Always fucked up in niggaz all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice
but ain't nuttin pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I a good life, in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin
opportunity, for you and me to it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last

Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Street
Smokin white boys, dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was it
like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was there, on the Mob Circle, writin raps
All my snaps, tryin to put Ball and G on the map
Nowadays I own my and bone bad bitches
Kickin it with rich in rollers, and candy sixes
Deliverin hot shit Pizza Hut for them hardcore thugs
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it in witcha main
$hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin to this game
State to state, plenty hoes and plenty money to
Writing raps, makin more than them niggaz movin
The game been good to me, and I know that muhfucka you
Thanks for passin game, now let's get out here and make loot

Too $hort, Eightball, MJG

[TS] I won't rappin, I don't stop rappin
[TS] I got too much bitch I can't stop rappin
[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the
[8B] Ain't nuthin you ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't rappin, I don't stop rappin
[TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop
[MJ] I fast cars, eat lunch by lakes
[MJ] and meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new

Verse Two: MJG, Too

I had to sacrifice, get right
In this rap life, I paid my
how to crawl, before I walk
Then I how to tie my shoes
crime, but it just didn't work for me
Matter of fact it did it for me
Gettin eyes scarred, bein weak one time ya
It can only do to me
So I sucked up my peer pressure, and my
And realized this rap shit was gon help me to survive
Stay alive, go with the flow but be no muhfuckin fool
this music thing is all I got, I ain't makin straight A's in school
And ain't up to be dumber nigga, only to be different
So all the that you think we are, the shit that we isn't
When you raised up, where I from, make it out is a blessing
half the cats, where I come from, don't ever learn they lessons
My first love, even before I had a daughter, or a
was rappin, sweet lyrics, I love you, my
MJG, what you see, on TV, is
But the I let loose almost anything, I love this game

I won't stop rappin, I stop rappin
I make too money bitch I can't stop rappin
I the fast life of a MC
and I sell a lot of records makin beats
I could do a show and make ten G's
Fuck til the mornin, sleep late and smoke
cars in my garage, truck in the driveway
I always, get my dick sucked on the

Verse Eightball, MJG

My way (pimp til I dieee) a hoe
Unless that hoe is me off some dough, to hit the studio
Blowin, niggaz knowin, how far this shit is goin
I wrote all my shit, but niggaz always talkin what I owe them
But I'm gon' show them, real niggaz stand on own ten toes
So I'ma make all the money, and try my to fuck all these hoes
Friend or foe, a or hoe, rich or po'
got flow, MJG

Here comes the one they the P-I, M-P, never will retire
The tree-high, green leaf, me to get higher
Eightball and MJG, Too $hort, we all be
the pimps of the industry, shit people to be
Fuck so why should we, settle
Leave the put the kettles down
Stop from all you hoes
Give up the life of trues and
Hell no, it ain't gon' happen, this too deep
So I up with my comrades so we can all get rich, nigga

[8B] Yea yea, one time, for your motherfuckin
Pimp shit bitch
[8B] Eightball and MJG, now you weigh me
[TS] $hort Dawg in the house, slammin do's, pimpin hoes
[8B] but the real shit, nine-eight, for these tricks it's too late
[TS] It's that old pimpin all the way from Memphis, to Oakland
[8B] Straight baby, fryin em up fat
[TS] to Houston, we still doin it like this
[8B] Yea, New to L.A.
Beyitch!
[8B] Hah, that's right, Age forever, nigga
[TS] T-Mix on the
[8B] Music, uhh
[TS] Suave
[8B] I that!