Luyện nghe bài hát I Dont Stop

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it don't stop, so keep on flippin your Glock
Whether it's or not
somebody might run up in ya spot, whether you servin or not
That's how it go on the
Keep your eyes because the police they plot
Don't let your get hot, you gon' end up gettin 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. 24 hours these Houston streets made me this way
I spit it like I live it and the way I live is dangerous
Fuck Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for playin games us
Mad cause we in a big house, look like a car lot
Since we young and black that's enough to them President bitches fall out
But I got the game from J. Prince bitch and I'm still
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 plaque but I'm still
Mo' than a motherfucker, my Trae doin his thang too
Fuck with us must be baldheaded so a hat is what I you
Here's a couple of bitch niggaz would love to see me dead
And can't stand the fact that Joseph McVey is backed up by bread

(Say Ridgemont!) Mo my motherfuckin hood
My nigga Grady and Mike 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
Cause I got love for my niggaz and I got extra chips to do it
Look I used to reap a lot of shit now I'm to sew some
Remember when I was dirt broke and love showed none
That's the I ain't smilin when you see me in person
I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them 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 roll in the 3 or the glass house
Rov' Rangin with displayin my glass mouth
Hit my licks and get off the game they get me I cash out
Be somewhere down in water, off season with a big mustache
on the beach bitch, just 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 gon' 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 I'ma beat and hit that
And if any lil' momma start to get posessive I'll dismiss
Not a or nothin like that, but I like to beat it up
by smokin and bumpin some rap
Lil' momma get on top of me and put a hump in your
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 and put 'em under the map
I run the streets like Joyner-Kersee 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 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 Up Click
So when you see me at me lace ya shoes up bitch
It's Screwed Up 4 Life