Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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Nigga it don't stop, so on flippin your Glock
Whether drama or not
Cause somebody might run up in ya spot, whether you or not
how it go on the block
Keep your eyes open because the 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, you stretched out on the block

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

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo City my hood
My nigga Grady and Newsome in the streets up to no good
Tryin to make good and get out the hood like I did, and I'm gon' 'em do it
Cause I got love for my niggaz 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 nobody showed none
That's the reason I ain't when you see me in person
I'm tryin to peep out my cause them jackers be lurkin
Ain't of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be smokin
Ain't nuttin smoother than to {?} his ass and I'll leave yo' open
I'ma roll the way I wanna roll in the 3 or the glass
Rangin with motherfuckers displayin my glass mouth
Hit my licks and get off the game 'fore they get me I out
Be down in water, off season with a big mustache mouth
Barefooted on the bitch, just me and my fam
Don't make these 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 you hoes won't get a red cent or rose doe
Faster than the flash of a photo beat and hit that
And if any lil' start to get posessive I'll dismiss that
Not a or nothin like that, but I like to beat it up
by smokin 'dro and bumpin rap
Lil' momma get on top of me and put a in your back
But if you a bitch I promise yo I'm dumpin the gat
A couple of 7 point 2-6's right up under ya
Hit everybody that was and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Jackee Joyner-Kersee 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 some niggaz with some yakkity yak
That hoe-ass 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 ya shoes up bitch
Screwed Up Click 4 Life