Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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

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

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo City my hood
My nigga Grady and Mike Newsome in the streets up to no
Tryin to make and get out the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it
Cause I got love for my real niggaz and I got chips to do it
Look I used to 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 smilin when you see me in
I'm tryin to peep out my cause them jackers be lurkin
Ain't none of that my car or my chain, bitch you must be smokin
nuttin smoother than to {?} his ass and I'll leave yo' head open
I'ma roll the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the house
Rov' Rangin with motherfuckers displayin my glass
Hit my licks and get off the 'fore they get me I cash out
Be somewhere down in water, off season with a big mustache
Barefooted on the bitch, just me and my fam
Don't make these bullets melt in your from this heat in my hand

Listen, I been a sucker for once, I ain't gon' do it no mo' do'
So listen up bitches you won't get a red cent or rose doe
Faster the flash of a photo I'ma beat and hit that
And if any lil' start to get posessive I'll dismiss that
Not a or nothin like that, but I like to beat it up
by 'dro and bumpin some 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 under ya
Hit that was involved and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Jackee plus I run rap
I took a fall for 9 and a 1/2 months but I had to back
And at my arrival there was bitch niggaz with some yakkity yak
That hoe-ass nigga DJ Den and his whole raggedy
Y'all never be Guerillas or the Screwed Up Click
So you see me holla at me lace ya shoes up bitch
Screwed Up Click 4 Life