Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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Nigga it don't stop, so keep on flippin Glock
it's drama or not
Cause somebody might run up in ya spot, whether you or not
how it go on the block
Keep your eyes 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 cocked
Only gon' take one shot, leave you 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 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 like a car lot
Since we young and black that's enough to make them President fall out
But I got the from J. Prince bitch and I'm still learnin
Able to flip with a suspended license, a sweet tooth, and still
On top of 22 of chrome and they still turnin
Tryin to reach a bigger market I don't have a plaque but I'm still
Mo' than a motherfucker, my kinfolk Trae his thang too
Fuck with us must be baldheaded so a hat is what I you
Here's a of bitch niggaz that would love to see me dead
And they can't stand the fact that Joseph McVey is up by bread

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo my motherfuckin hood
My nigga and Mike Newsome in the streets up to no good
Tryin to good and get out the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it
I got love for my real niggaz and I got extra chips to do it
Look I to reap a lot of shit now I'm startin to sew some
Remember I was dirt broke and love nobody showed none
That's the reason I ain't smilin you see me in person
I'm to peep out my surroundings cause them jackers be lurkin
Ain't none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be
Ain't smoother than to {?} his ass and I'll leave yo' head open
roll the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the glass house
Rov' Rangin with motherfuckers my glass mouth
Hit my and get off the game 'fore they get me I cash out
Be somewhere down in water, off season with a big mustache
Barefooted on the beach bitch, me and my fam
Don't make these bullets melt in your 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 to beat it up
by smokin 'dro and 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 of 7 point 2-6's right up under ya naps
Hit everybody that was involved and put 'em the map
I run the streets like Jackee plus I run rap
I took a fall for 9 and a 1/2 months but I had to come
And at my arrival there was some niggaz with some yakkity yak
That hoe-ass nigga DJ Den and his 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 Click 4