Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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it don't stop, so keep on flippin your Glock
Whether drama or not
Cause somebody might run up in ya spot, whether you or not
how it go on the block
Keep your eyes open 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 thumb
Only gon' take one shot, you stretched out on the block

I'm a asshole, every 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
Fuck Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for games with us
Mad we in a big house, driveway look like a car lot
Since we young and black that's enough to make them President fall out
But I got the game from J. bitch and I'm still learnin
Able to flip a suspended license, a sweet tooth, and still burnin
On top of 22 inches of and they still turnin
Tryin to reach a bigger market I don't have a plaque but I'm still
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 can't stand 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
Tryin to make good and get out the like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it
Cause I got love for my niggaz and I got extra chips 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
That's the reason I ain't smilin when you see me in
I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause jackers be lurkin
Ain't none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be
Ain't nuttin smoother 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 glass
Hit my licks and get off the game 'fore get me I cash out
Be somewhere down in water, off season with a big mouth
on the beach bitch, just 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 gon' do it no mo' do'
So listen up bitches you hoes won't get a red cent or doe
Faster than the flash of a photo I'ma and hit that
And if any momma start to get posessive I'll dismiss that
Not a or nothin like that, but I like to beat it up
by smokin and bumpin some rap
Lil' momma get on top of me and put a hump in your
But if you a bitch I promise yo I'm dumpin the gat
A couple of 7 point right up under 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 months but I had to back
And at my arrival there was some bitch with some yakkity yak
That nigga DJ Den and his whole raggedy pack
Y'all niggaz'll never be or the Screwed Up Click
So when you see me at me lace ya shoes up bitch
It's Screwed Up 4 Life