Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

[Chorus: Masta
Don't stop, stop, can't stop
Don't stop, stop, can't stop

[Verse 1:
rules everything around me, I'm fresh out the slum
Rich bum nigga, now I dumb
Talking 'bout cream leaning in the tower
[?] got in the jungle
The mind rich but the pockets is well-filled
Let's this lil' area, get milk
I'm telling you, man, you don't want no of this, fam
Get in the water like clamps
KKK, slices, one of the nicest
Stainless steel, swords, different [?]
eating, everybody full
Just a young bull a Philly, still a willy
Ball on 'em in the Bentley the wall on 'em
Yo, I'll sleep when I'm dead, the hood, homies
Who get it cracking in the park
[?] kill narco, smoke and let the turn to charcoal
get richer, kid
Signature [?] won't until there's billions in this bitch

[Chorus: Masta
Don't stop, stop
stop, never stop, can't stop
Don't stop, stop, can't stop

[Verse 2: Method
I grew up on the side, that "gotta get mine" side
That white girl, we mix it quinine
You try and ball from the sidelines
While I'm aging like fine wine, you internet thuggin timeline
Between love and hate is a line
In these line steppers can die trying
A New calendar, my clicks and [?]
A full of that white Nix for my client
Y'all ain't buying, stop crying and stop
Matata, no Mufasa, I'm not lion
You try to on that hot iron, you not [?]
The irony that last shot, you shot [?]
So let's it with this, son, motivate him with this one
You got no haters, go get some
Is anybody There is none
'Now And Laters', my clan got too many flavors to pick from

[Chorus: Killa]
Don't stop, never stop, can't
stop, never stop, can't stop

[Verse 3: Deck]
Deuce high when I start my
It's [?] y'all, all you see is sparks and flames
I grab bags and I park my ways, the way I 'em all locked
You would think they they heart to [?]
Bet on us, baby, ain't no better odds to
hard to fake, my real life is on display
Either love or whatever part you play
I the best of both worlds like R. and Jay
Own boss, no third
Produce more murder than Irv
Like I'm working on my body
Deck, kill it
bed rest, that's how ill it get
Can't stop if I the brakes
Got the cash it takes, I might my face
[?] got me like I'm trapped in space
Not for your workplace, a basket case

[Chorus: Masta
Don't stop, stop
Can't stop this guap
Fat money not, cock, curry hot
Cuck a fool, hit the
No shorts, bring it
Flipping this, that
Free it up, it up
Don't stop, stop
Can't getting this guap
Fat money not, cock, curry hot
a fool, hit the block
No shorts, it back
Flipping this, stack
Free it up, it up
Quest to success my mind on my money
Came a new rhyme "Wu-Tang is the best"