Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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Nigga it don't stop, so keep on flippin Glock
Whether drama or not
Cause somebody might run up in ya spot, you servin or not
That's how it go on the
your eyes open because the police they plot
Don't let your spot get hot, you end up gettin popped
So when I'm in the drop I'm strapped with my cocked
gon' take one shot, leave you stretched out on the block

I'm a motherfuckin asshole, day all day
E.B.K. every 24 hours these Houston streets me this way
I spit it I live it homie and the way I live is dangerous
Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for playin games with us
Mad cause we in a big house, look like a car lot
Since we and black that's enough to make them President bitches fall out
But I got the from J. Prince bitch and I'm still learnin
Able to flip a suspended license, a sweet tooth, and still burnin
On top of 22 inches of chrome and still turnin
Tryin to reach a bigger market I don't have a plaque but I'm earnin
Mo' than a motherfucker, my Trae doin his thang too
Fuck with us be baldheaded so a hat is what I brand you
a couple of bitch niggaz that would love to see me dead
And can't stand the fact that Joseph McVey is backed up by bread

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo my motherfuckin hood
My nigga Grady and Newsome in the streets up to no good
Tryin to make good and get out the hood like I did, and I'm help 'em do it
Cause I got love for my real niggaz and I got extra to do it
Look I used to a lot of shit now I'm startin to sew some
when I was dirt broke and love nobody showed none
That's the I ain't smilin when you see me in person
I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them be lurkin
none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be smokin
Ain't nuttin smoother than to {?} his ass and leave yo' head open
I'ma roll the way I roll in the 3 or the glass house
Rov' with motherfuckers displayin my glass mouth
Hit my licks and get off the game 'fore they get me I out
Be down in water, off season with a big mustache mouth
Barefooted on the beach bitch, me and my fam
Don't make these bullets melt in your mouth this heat in my hand

Listen, I been a sucker for love once, I ain't do it no mo' do'
So listen up you hoes won't get a red cent or rose doe
Faster than the flash of a photo I'ma and hit that
And if any lil' momma to get posessive I'll dismiss that
Not a jiggalo or nothin that, but I like to beat it up
by 'dro and bumpin some rap
Lil' get on top of me and put a hump in your back
But if you upset a bitch I promise yo I'm the gat
A couple of 7 point 2-6's right up under ya
Hit that was involved and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Jackee plus I run rap
I a fall for 9 and a 1/2 months but I had to come back
And at my arrival there was some bitch niggaz with some yak
That hoe-ass DJ Den and his whole raggedy pack
Y'all niggaz'll never be Guerillas or the Screwed Up
So when you see me at me lace ya shoes up bitch
It's Up Click 4 Life