Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop the Shine

Don't you know that G straight thuggin
And you know you can't stop the

[Kool G
Uhh, uhh
G Rap, Underworld, Illville

(Whatcha do, whatcha gonna do?)
Whattup, whattup,

Uhh, uhh
Daddy Bigbucks, got the forty-five tucked
style tux, see the Cristal erupt
Be up at the bar Diamonds, carved and cut
The sluts get starstruck wonder if the what
the new BM, rimmed up, the Navigator
be like skinned up in only gator stuff
For fly mami get hemmed up, she got the cuts
These cats pushin they up, they can't hate enough
They what I spend up, already made enough
to live plush, you must eat out a fat plate of
Got what you lust, the Bulgari with slush
Yours covered with rust, diamonds with dust
Mine flooded with crush, big as a bus
Thirty-two plus, what can you and your do to us
but look in disgust, to seize the shinin sea
From the V-T-W-E-L-V-E
Pissed off at G's but we don't believe in knockin
We cock and squeeze, and leave shit shot and breeze
Attractin these chicks mixed, black and
And slappin nitwits, with fat stacks of G's
Bag your rat, she should lack, the back of threes
On her knees, see more semen all the seven seas
She goldminin, lookin for new designin
Rings rocks blindin cause my world started shinin, uhh

Chorus: and G Rap

[mj] gonna do, whatcha gonna do?
When you see mines and can't stop the shine
Sippin from up a little grapevine
Too much ice up on the wrist to tell the
[mj] Whatcha do, whatcha gonna do?
[GR] When you see me up in the 6 a dime
Yeah, of all kinds, mad concubines
Will you cock the nine and sneak me behind?

G Rap]
My jet leaves, down to the beaches in the West
With jet skis, only sex G's, S-E's
and Lex G-S-3's, to bless G
Baguettes be the ice makin my neck and chest
Vietnamese, Tibetan G's with wet
in sets of three, breasts in 3-D that with me
The sexy, of the week of the ? G's
Bangladesh G's, on the side of the Red Sea
The lefty, Remi inside the Pepsi
Jew-els shinin, holdin down what you behind in
Mink shit with silk linin, penetrate right
hymen, handle a nine like I'm Lex Diamond
Organized crimin, bank rolls yeah we get
Fly clothes, slip those, spot foes we hit those
The whole click glow, the sickoes
with the chick-o's, hit the with the six-oh's
Hollow spit those, let the dough pile
Leave no profile, drama wild you layin Castellano style
with ? llama cows, whole click be wild
On a mission, get the death end up missin

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