Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop

Mack excuse me playboy
Aiight check this out aiight check this out
We crimeys right that mean you my in crime

Like that check this out let's let 'em summin'
You know niggas been plugged up
From L.A. to the Bay you we doin' big thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool, it out

One O this E. Feezee, I gotta, I gotta
Thank my math teacher Dracula
For just teachin' a to you know
Count his marbles you know, what about

You see I can't stop I won't stop 'til I a mil'
I need a super bad and a house on the hill
365, 7 days I crack pays
My estates guarded by pit bulls and AK's

I'm straight cookin' them thangs, weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' don't mean he went Hollywood
Dog I practice my craft so each year I get
To ghetto and clever and be richer than ever

Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel, I am but tell me then
Why you move up out the mothafucka I am the ghetto
I beg yo pardon I was grindin' tryin to take off niggas heads
Flossin' and fuckin' hoes you was in kindergarten

Nigga this ain't Lenny and Squiggy this E-Feezee & Mack
Fuckin' with Italian, Romaine pasta, chicken
odd six custodian, with the scope
Far from no shit no joke

Southern up North see we be rollin'
Make a bitch purchase a gun it stolen
Plead the 5th but don't snitch, no case they're po po
And mami know that 12 gage equipment can be traced

Stand on ya bunions nigga don't try to get in his drawers
'Cause them 223's be penetratin' through
I got warrants and shit didn't pay child support
Thinkin' about skippin' town to Shreveport

You see I can't stop I won't 'til I check a mil'
I need a super bad and a house on the hill
L.A. to the Yay see we be rollin'
Make a bitch purchase a gun it stolen

You see I stop I won't stop 'til I check a mil'
I need a bad bitch and a house on the hill
See you my right that mean we pa'tnas in crime
It's Forty and Mack Dime Bitch

Forty I'm the one bro in the mix like gumbo
Now how can I humble and make feddy by the bundle
said we got bigger triggas Mack we got bigger figures
Now the top back on the 'Rarri and bang gears on these niggas

And what the money show you about niggas that don't know you
Busters is gone hate real G's is foe ya
It's Mack Dime on the fool it's my time to shine
Now would you niggas kick and let me get mine

Causin' havoc sparkin' up chaos the ruckus heavy metal heaters
Mobb, under buckets if ya can't beat us then us get on the team
Streetsweepers rifles and M1 car beams
Dice games craps bets car titlespink slips cash money
Watchin' out for rival gang beefin'
Bad weather but it all down to who got the most paper

You see I can't stop I stop 'til I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the
From L.A. to the Yay see we be
Make a bitch a gun report it stolen

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
See you my dude right that mean we in crime
It's Forty and Mack Dime Bitch

I shoot 'em up like I know what real ends is
Lo lo's Harley and big body Benzes
been faded so far on my wrist
I got a R hundred thousand dollar car 'cause I push the

So up what you need everybody huddle up
Got that 2 for 1 special with the rock called up
So get lit take a hit is open all day
From L.A. to the Bay Mack 10 and E-Fortaay

Sometimes I if it's worth this
Fuckin' with the law make it look like
I'm runnin' a legitimate tow service
With a 'Just Say No to Drug' bumper sticker on the back

Knowin' I been a gang of Indo
Around the corner four houses across the way way
a right and then a left
Over there by Safeway and when ya get page me

Punch in how much you wanna
the 20's from the 1's, 5's and 10's
Slick, sly, sharp narcotic
Always do business in centers
Buck 'em stick 'em, 'em don't ever fuck me
Hate 'em, bleed 'em, love 'em can get ugly

You see I can't stop I won't stop I check a mil'
I a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
From L.A. to the Yay see we be
Make a bitch a gun report it stolen

You see I can't I won't stop 'til I check a mil'
I a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
See you my dude that mean we pa'tnas in crime
It's Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Bitch

Who bang, who ride, who bang, who ride, who ride, who
Who be ridin', who be westside ride nigga
Who bang, who ride, who bang, who ride, who ride, who
Who be ridin' who be bangin' ride nigga

Fuck 'em and feed 'em sardines, cold sardines
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em cold sardines, 'em
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em cold