Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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Nigga it don't stop, so on flippin your Glock
it's drama or not
Cause somebody might run up in ya spot, whether you or not
That's how it go on the
Keep your open because the police they plot
Don't let your spot get hot, you gon' end up 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 Houston streets made me this way
I it like I live it homie and the way I live is dangerous
Fuck Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for games with us
Mad cause we in a big house, driveway look a car lot
Since we young and that's enough to make them President bitches fall out
But I got the game from J. Prince bitch and I'm learnin
Able to flip with a suspended license, a sweet tooth, and burnin
On top of 22 inches of chrome and still turnin
Tryin to reach a bigger market I don't have a but I'm still earnin
Mo' than a motherfucker, my kinfolk Trae his thang too
Fuck us must be baldheaded so a hat is what I brand you
Here's a couple of niggaz that would love to see me dead
And they can't the fact that Joseph McVey is backed up by bread

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo City my motherfuckin
My nigga Grady and Newsome 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 real niggaz and I got extra to do it
Look I used to a lot of shit now I'm startin to sew some
when I was dirt broke and love nobody showed none
That's the reason I ain't when you see me in person
I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them be lurkin
Ain't of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be smokin
Ain't smoother than to {?} his ass and I'll leave yo' head open
I'ma the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the glass house
Rov' Rangin with motherfuckers my glass mouth
Hit my licks and get off the game 'fore get me I cash out
Be somewhere in water, off season with a big mustache mouth
Barefooted on the bitch, just me and my fam
Don't make bullets melt in your mouth from 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 cent or doe
Faster than the flash of a photo I'ma beat and hit
And if any lil' momma start to get I'll dismiss that
Not a jiggalo or nothin like that, but I like to it up
by smokin and bumpin some rap
Lil' momma get on top of me and put a hump in back
But if you a bitch I promise yo I'm dumpin the gat
A couple of 7 point 2-6's right up ya naps
Hit that was involved and put 'em under the map
I run the like 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 niggaz some yakkity yak
That nigga DJ Den and his whole raggedy pack
Y'all niggaz'll be Guerillas or the Screwed Up Click
So when you see me holla at me lace ya shoes up
It's Screwed Up Click 4