Tytuł: Can't Stop Won't Stop

• Wykonawca: Young Gunz
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"Can't Stop Won't Stop"
  [Intro - Young Chris + (Neef)]
  Six figure, woo
  Uh, Youngunaz (Youngunaz) Chris and Neef (That's right)
  Jeah, uh, this official State P. representers
  Jeah, woo, woo, ahh
  
  [Chorus - Young Chris]
  Can't stop, won't stop, Rocafella Records
  'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down baby
  The girls, the girls, they love us
  Cause we stay fresh to death, we the best nothing less
  
  [Verse 1 - Young Chris]
  They don't make us so break us, when they make-up to break up (No)
  See the Jacob, fix they lil' make up (Uh)
  That's them Youngunaz Chris and Lil' Neefy
  Wishin they was the one what Chris got Lil' Kee Kee (That's right)
  Home base Sham Coo back dere (Uh huh)
  Keep ya mouth shut, we might do that dere
  Yep, it's only right, that the whole block stares
  Hop out the Bimp, with blue and white airs
  When I say move nigga let's go and get left yo
  Mami feelin my begets so my whole neck glow
  Say I'm young but I can sex though
  Now could it be I'm the one ladies check fo'
  Yes hoe, got grown women my momma age, fuck me all kinda ways
  Suck and swallow everything, way before them rhyming days
  Naw it ain't bout the age, it's all in da stroke
  Bitches thought I was a joke, 'til they got my jammies, HEY!
  
  [Chorus x2]
  
  [Verse 2 - Neef + (Young Chris)]
  Yep, it's only right we don't feed 'em no cash
  We ain't flea 'em and pass soon when we see 'em we pass 'em
  Yep, I know they hate 'cause we seein that cash
  And seein right pass 'em, and I don't wanna access 'em
  No, no, don't make me the bad one
  Then negotiate, when the man wit the badge come
  You know the rules, when a nigga was yappin
  Ain't no rappin, when we see 'em we clappin
  Plastic bag 'em, then we findin a ditch (Yeah)
  Toss the magnum, then we findin his bitch (Yeah)
  Then take a step over the shit we left over
  Now I gotta and tell, my niggaz what happen
  Niggaz better believe, we the youngest in charge (Yeah)
  Ain't takin a deal man, I run wit a charge (Yeah)
  Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
  State Property poppin anyone of you bastards
  
  [Chorus x2]
  
  [Verse 3 - Young Chris]
  They see the Younguna, all the girlie, girlies
  Wanna see the Younguna once they see the Rocawear (Wear)
  Little bit of jewels plus I treat 'em like I care (Care)
  Safe home base I just treat 'em like a spare (Yeah)
  You know I stay wit a beautiful little thing
  And after me, it's Neef abusin that little thing, look (together)
  You better tuck your girl, if she hot fam' (together)
  'Cause I'm pretty sure, she a rock fan
  Mami do you want, us or him
  Ain't no "I" in a team, fuck wit me, fuck wit them
  Get the ride for my dogs, that's the game baby girl
  Ain't no shame keep it clean, keep a eye on my dogs (You know)
  Never brag, never blab what you saw
  Let them motherfuckers know you just as fast on the draw (Fo' show)
  Let 'em know you need some cash for the drawls (Wooo)
  Keep the shit between us, so they be blast on the saw
  
  [Chorus x2]