Luyện nghe bài hát We Won't Stop

Son of a bitch's got my in they mouth
I knock woman down
And leave my drawers at they

Better not run up on Big Moe, leave boy alone
Stankin' and swinging on niggas like I was Roy
Motorola, folder, slab holder
these motherfuckers bout the size of a polar

Bear, I swear, you better
I'ma let it go leaving 'bout in your hair
is hard but it's fare ain't nothing for free
Get off my balls you niggas taking nothing from me

'Cause I mashed, for my cash
And if I got to go now I get and mash
I'm still man, you better feel that
Ain't nobody wrecking the shop nigga kill at
Get wig peeled back

M, my inventions, out of mine
you limping, to a crawl you out of time

H streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a plot
D town streets out soldiers on the block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your a cock

Little Rock it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, you want to cop a burial plot
Louisiana streets shermed out on the block
It don't stop, and it be to give your pistol a cock

I'm a Mo City and I'ma be quick to give my pistol a cock
When I be dumping on son of a bout a regular lot
Don't around here with no plex
Fuck and pull out the jaws of life
And snatch your dome smooth off your

To my people when I call collect my money under my bed
And I'ma on when I touch down and keep bringing it to they head
Hell, naw I never been scared, a bit of thing inside myself
'Cause I might accidentally bust me out these on myself

Being the of the Killa Klan and Disco Dan and from the Tre
May a slug hit you spit fuck miss and your uh reefer done J
Blue and gray or red and black no set tripping 'cause we down

Leaving a trail of bloody murders through your city and through your
Who would you run to, would you up like a woman or pull a gun fool
And on top of decision making we having none of that riff-raff
Fuck and open you up just like a big slash

Chi-Town streets it be too hot, get glock
It don't stop, you want to cop a burial plot
New York streets out soldiers on the block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your a cock

[Unverified] it be too hot, get your glock
It stop, unless you want to cop a burial plot
streets, shermed out soldiers on the block
It don't stop, and it be quick to your pistol a cock

We got and stripes, boy and sprites
Polite on mics the type of that keep boys on pipe
With they on extra tight, and they extra hype
Full of that shit to us and they drawers ignite

And we gone fatten the fire, fuel and
Get brains, leaving gangsta we off the chain
Who run till they off the track, wolf pack
Up in Playboy mansion I all these bunnies back

We got money stacks, and lacs
Farms and for any Tom, Dick, Harry and Jack?
Who want to know where our be at, come hear the
clack, rock-a-bye baby baby, back back

We can do it this and we can do it like that
Crack your hands high here's your skull cap to
Snap a photo for your and close your favorite pack of smokes
Cheater, we ain't no joke cut throat style we won't stop

Memphis streets it be too hot, get your
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a plot
L.A. streets shermed out soldiers on the
It don't stop, and it be quick to give pistol a cock

Detroit streets it be too hot, get glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a plot
Dirty Third shermed out soldiers on the block
It don't stop, and it be to give your pistol a cock