Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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

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

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo my motherfuckin hood
My nigga and Mike 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 chips to do it
Look I used to reap a lot of 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 surroundings cause them jackers be
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 glass
Rov' Rangin with motherfuckers displayin my mouth
Hit my licks and get off the 'fore they get me I cash out
Be somewhere in water, off season with a big mustache mouth
on the beach bitch, just me and my fam
Don't make bullets melt in your mouth from this heat in my hand

Listen, I been a sucker for love once, I ain't do it no mo' do'
So listen up bitches you hoes won't get a red cent or doe
than the flash of a photo I'ma beat and hit that
And if any lil' momma start to get I'll dismiss that
Not a jiggalo or nothin like that, but I like to 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 I promise yo I'm dumpin the gat
A couple of 7 point 2-6's up under ya naps
Hit that was involved and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Joyner-Kersee plus I run rap
I took a fall for 9 and a 1/2 months but I had to back
And at my there was some bitch niggaz with some yakkity yak
That hoe-ass DJ Den and his whole raggedy pack
Y'all never be Guerillas or the Screwed Up Click
So you see me holla at me lace ya shoes up bitch
It's Screwed Up Click 4