Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Be Stopped

knooooooowwwww, I I can't be stooooopped!

1]
Yea, uh, Deala, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
The definition of trillness, the South
Just that shit, not anotha nigga runnin' his mouth
Pay attention, I'll explain why I be stopped
And how I came to be the man on every neighborhood
Bronson, a fly nigga straight out the slums
Candy paint on Monte Carlos in the decks where I'm
Remember when I was first back from pullin' the first
Or when the crack came I was the with the first slam
Who wants the 'yours truly', y'all school me
Put so much coke on the streets, tried to sue me
Wearin' a throwback, I dropped and ? crack
And if I can't rap, the is where I'll go back
This just one dimension, of a nigga
now welcomed to the dawnin of a new beginnin
I'm the of crack because it's logical
Don't want that yay, I'll switch up the plate, call me the
Deala not yo average dick ridin' bitch
I'm more like a 6 ridin' sick nigga
You you the ??? darkskinned, heavily tatted
??? ten, heavily gatted
C'mon dawg, you can't fuck me, leave it alone
I got on standby, breathe and it's on
If this truly is a game then I'm the legend who it
And be careful 'cause the bases ain't the only thing

I knooooooowwwww, I know I be stooooopped!

(I be stopped, I can't be stopped!)

2]
Chrome wheelz on the 600, but wood
I-Double, DTP, we ain't nuthin' but
You still get a deal, but yo time's runnin' out
You diarrhea in yo ass, the shit's not out
Okay, you a lil' album, still got no ends
I made more in a month doin 'Cris ad
Do a background on me, see how I live
Don't let that Mac ground homey, think of yo kids
Down hea, we for real, not just and a rap
bitch! The same love in the burbs or the trap
I can bang witchu, slang witchu, when I need to
Drop somethin', cop somethin', slide I need to
You know me and all the warz that I've fought
In the club, fuck the bottle, bar gets bought
Bronson! I'ma made man, you do the
All you is middle school, see me in college
Pussy rimz are not legal, fuck a learnin'
Me, I ride on grown men and the the tint
Y'all niggaz not quiet Ludacris, nowhere near
A mill ??? Fate, and Tity some otha
And Tit' needs to get the title let the respect
On every block I been on, not the deck
It's the same shit, different day, I'm stuck in my
DTP, we run the streets until I'm in the grave

I knooooooowwwww, I I can't be stooooopped!
(Repeat 4X)