Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop

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

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

Aiight One O this E. Feezee, I gotta, I
my math teacher Count Dracula
For teachin' a brother to you know
Count his marbles you know, about you?

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
365, 7 I believe crack pays
My been guarded by pit bulls and AK's

I'm straight cookin' them thangs, movin' like I should
'Cause a livin' good don't mean he went Hollywood
Dog I my craft so each year I get better
To stay ghetto and clever and be 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 nigga I was grindin' to take off niggas heads
Flossin' and fuckin' hoes you was in kindergarten

Nigga this Lenny and Squiggy this E-Feezee & Mack Teezee
Fuckin' with Italian, Romaine pasta, Tortellini
Thirty odd six custodian, the scope
Far from no shit no joke

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

Stand on ya bunions nigga don't try to get caught in his
'Cause 223's be penetratin' through walls
I got warrants and shit didn't pay child support
Thinkin' about town movin' to Shreveport

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

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

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

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

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a 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 I check 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 Fonzarelli and Mack Dime Bitch

I shoot 'em up like syringes I what real ends is
Lo Harley Davis and big body Benzes
been faded so far on my wrist
I got a R hundred thousand 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 if it's worth this
Fuckin' with the law tryna make it like
I'm runnin' a tow truck service
With a 'Just Say No to Drug' bumper on the back window

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

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

You see I can't I won't stop 'til 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 purchase a gun it stolen

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

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

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