Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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Nigga it don't stop, so on flippin your Glock
Whether drama or not
Cause somebody run up in ya spot, whether you servin or not
how it go on the block
Keep 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 I'm strapped with my thumb cocked
Only gon' take one shot, leave you stretched out on the

I'm a asshole, every day all day
E.B.K. every 24 hours these Houston streets me this way
I spit it like I live it homie and the way I live is
Fuck Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for games with us
Mad cause we in a big house, look like a car lot
we young and black that's enough to make them President bitches fall out
But I got the game J. Prince 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
to reach a bigger market I don't have a plaque but I'm still earnin
Mo' than a motherfucker, my kinfolk doin his thang too
Fuck with us must be baldheaded so a hat is I brand you
a couple 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 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 gon' 'em do it
Cause I got love for my real niggaz and I got extra to do it
Look I used to reap a lot of shit now I'm to sew some
Remember when I was dirt broke and love nobody showed
the reason 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 I'll leave yo' head
roll the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the glass house
Rov' Rangin with motherfuckers displayin my glass
Hit my licks and get off the game 'fore they get me I out
Be somewhere down in water, off season with a big mouth
Barefooted on the beach bitch, me and my fam
Don't make these bullets melt in your mouth from this heat in my

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' start to get posessive I'll dismiss that
Not a jiggalo or 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 promise yo I'm the gat
A couple of 7 2-6's right up under ya naps
Hit that was involved and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Jackee Joyner-Kersee I run rap
I a fall for 9 and a 1/2 months but I had to come 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 niggaz'll never be or the Screwed Up Click
So when you see me holla at me ya shoes up bitch
It's Up Click 4 Life