Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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

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

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo my motherfuckin hood
My nigga Grady and Mike in the streets up to no good
to make good and get out the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it
Cause I got love for my real and I got extra chips to do it
I used to reap a lot of shit now I'm startin to sew some
Remember when I was dirt broke and love showed none
That's the reason I ain't when you see me in person
I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them jackers be
none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be smokin
Ain't nuttin smoother than to {?} his ass and I'll leave yo' head
I'ma roll the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the glass
Rov' with motherfuckers displayin my glass mouth
Hit my licks and get off the game 'fore get me I cash out
Be down in water, off season with a big mustache mouth
Barefooted on the bitch, just me and my fam
make these bullets melt in your mouth from this heat in my hand

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