Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop

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

that check this out let's let 'em know summin'
You know niggas been plugged up
From L.A. to the Bay you we doin' big thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big 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
Count his you know, what about you?

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
365, 7 days I crack pays
My estates been guarded by pit and AK's

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

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

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

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

Stand on ya bunions nigga try to get caught in his drawers
'Cause them 223's be penetratin' walls
Plus I got warrants and shit didn't pay child
Thinkin' skippin' town movin' to Shreveport

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

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

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

And watch what the money show you about niggas that know you
Busters is gone real G's is happy foe ya
It's Dime on the grind fool it's my time to shine
Now would you niggas kick back and let me get

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

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

I 'em up like syringes I know what real ends is
Lo Harley Davis and big body Benzes
Ain't been faded so far on my
I got a R hundred thousand dollar car 'cause I the caviar

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

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

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

in how much you wanna spend
Seperate the from the 1's, 5's and 10's
Slick, sly, sharp vendors
Always do business in shopping
Buck 'em 'em, stuck 'em don't ever fuck me
'em, bleed 'em, love 'em shit can get ugly

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

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

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 ridin' who be bangin' westside ride

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