Luyện nghe bài hát We Won't Stop

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To my people when I call collect my fond money my bed
And I'ma jump on when I touch down and keep it to they head
Hell, naw I ain't been scared, a bit of thing inside myself
'Cause I might accidentally bust me out these guns on

Being the king of the Killa and Disco Dan and from the Tre
May a slug hit you your fuck miss and your uh reefer done J
Blue and gray or red and black ain't no set tripping 'cause we

Leaving a trail of bloody murders through your city and your town
Who would you run to, would you up like a woman or pull a gun fool
And on top of decision making we ain't having none of that
around and open you up just like a big slash

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

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

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

And we gone fatten the fire, and flames
Get them brains, leaving we off the chain
Who run trains they off the track, wolf pack
Up in Playboy I have all these bunnies back

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

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

Memphis it be too hot, get your glock
It stop, unless you want to cop a burial plot
L.A. streets shermed out on the block
It stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cock

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