Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: BeatnutsНазвание : You Don`t StopДанные: текст песни / слова песни Видео:
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You don`t stop, you keep on(X3) Fashion- Hey it`s the junkyard nigga, kid, you know what I`m about Puffin` on a fat one, guzzlin` a Guinness Stout Bonin` BITCHES on a regular, word up, my game is lethal That`s my word, I`m tellin ya Livin` foul like a motherfucka, that`s the way it`s been Ever since I was a shorty, sucker So don`t even try to flex, I`ll put a round in your chest And leave you in a fuckin` mess Niggas know my style they be playin`, if I have to catch a body I will, know what I`m sayin`? Niggas from Corona don`t be havin` it, you put your face in my grill I`ll be stabbin` it You fuck around and catch a bad one, I`ll kill you like a 6pack And put you in a bag, son And I still ain`t frontin`, fully loaded keg shells Ready to go huntin` You don`t stop, you keep on(X2) Many MC`s that defeated me, please wave your arm You don`t stop, you keep on(X2) Many MC`s that defeated me, please wave your arm Psycho Les- I come equipped with shit that`s fucken wicked, damn Niggers cant fuck with the program I take a stand and look down the clip I take a swig and then spark up the spliff(boom) Niggas know the time with The Beatnuts funk John Wayne got smoked when I popped the trunk, punk I told you once and I won`t tell you twice, I smoke the blunts And we won`t pay the price For pussy or any fuckin` mass , plus I`m raw dogstyle In your girls ass, ho, OOH! I think I just came Stud`s break didn`t work, I guess it`s all in your brain Shit smells like demon spirit, herb that funk like this Punk, you can`t come near it, so fear it Or you`ll go out like the priest Don`t you know that I`m the wicked nigga from the East,Coast You don`t stop, you keep on(X2) Many MC`s have disappeared, please wave your arm (A third of the trio in the house) You don`t stop, you keep on(X2) Many MC`s have disappeared, please wave your arm Fashion- Ooh child, motherfuckas bound with the licks Oh shit`, I`m hittin` niggas sick with my tricks So throw up styles that blow up whiles I go On with the flow, better act like you know, hey But I won`t take no prisoners, got shit for his-n`-hers Fucks up you all, when the nuts have a ball Cause we don`t play, blast brains with the smoker Get fucked up when we toke with the joker And, never let me see you cryin` heads start to fly And it`s time for their dyin` And I`ma get real deep, fall into a sleep Knock a freak in my sheets, man, fuck countin` sheep And come on, step on up and meet my Tek Either fill you full of wholes, or ring your fuckin` neck `Cause I`ma let off and bust a shot in your eye Make way motherfucks, it`s the real superfly! Yeah, yeah, yo,yo,yo, HO Where the fuck is my liquor? <WHO THE FUCK YOU CALLIN` A HO?> YOU, BITCH! | Похожие исполнители:
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