Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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Nigga it don't stop, so keep on flippin Glock
Whether it's or not
Cause might run up in ya spot, whether you servin or not
That's how it go on the
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 with my thumb cocked
Only gon' one shot, leave you stretched out on the block

I'm a asshole, every day all day
E.B.K. every 24 hours these streets made me this way
I spit it like I live it homie and the way I is dangerous
Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for playin games with us
Mad cause we in a big house, driveway look a car lot
Since we young and black that's to make them President bitches fall out
But I got the game from J. Prince and I'm still learnin
Able to flip a suspended license, a sweet tooth, and still burnin
On top of 22 inches of chrome and they still
Tryin to reach a bigger market I don't have a plaque but I'm still
Mo' a motherfucker, my kinfolk Trae doin his thang too
Fuck us must be baldheaded so a hat is what I brand you
Here's a couple of bitch niggaz that love to see me dead
And they can't stand the fact that Joseph is backed up by bread

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo City my motherfuckin
My Grady and Mike Newsome in the streets up to no good
to make good and get out the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it
Cause I got love for my real and I got extra chips to do it
I used to reap a lot of shit now I'm startin 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 jackers be lurkin
Ain't none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you be smokin
Ain't nuttin smoother than to {?} his ass and I'll leave yo' head
I'ma roll the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the house
Rov' with motherfuckers displayin my glass mouth
Hit my licks and get off the 'fore they get me I cash out
Be somewhere down in water, off season with a big mustache
Barefooted on the 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 ain't do it no mo' do'
So listen up bitches you hoes won't get a red or rose doe
Faster than the flash of a photo beat and hit that
And if any momma start to get posessive I'll dismiss that
Not a jiggalo or nothin that, but I like to beat it up
by smokin and bumpin some 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 point 2-6's right up ya naps
Hit everybody that was and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Jackee plus I run rap
I took a for 9 and a 1/2 months but I had to come back
And at my arrival there was bitch niggaz with some yakkity yak
hoe-ass nigga DJ Den and his whole raggedy pack
Y'all niggaz'll never be Guerillas or the Screwed Up
So when you see me at me lace ya shoes up bitch
It's Screwed Up 4 Life