Luyện nghe bài hát We Won't Stop

Son of a got my name in they mouth
I they woman down
And leave my drawers at they

not run up on Big Moe, leave that boy alone
Stankin' and swinging on niggas like I was Roy
Motorola, Benjamin folder, 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 ain't taking nothing me

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

M, my inventions, stay out of
Have you limping, to a you out of time

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

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

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

To my people when I call collect my money under my bed
And I'ma jump on when I touch and keep bringing it to they head
Hell, naw I ain't never been scared, a bit of thing myself
'Cause I might accidentally bust me out these guns on

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

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

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

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

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

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

We got money stacks, homes and
Farms and gats for any Tom, Dick, and Jack?
Who want to 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 that
Crack your hands here's your skull cap to hoes
Snap a photo for folks and close your favorite pack of smokes
Cheater, we ain't no joke it's cut style we won't stop

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

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