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It Don't Stop

アーティスト:Mac Dre  アルバム:Back N Da Hood 

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Verse One: (Free Throw) Well let me introduce myself A young go getter mind locked on havin' wealth Livin' wild with this thug style, I got these hoes Tuggin' all on my Avirex clothes A young brown Mafioso, I put my foot through the door Infrared light smilin' title, desert eagle 4-4 Layin' Cubans on the floor, I send my ghetto troopers to the mother load To snatch a bottle of A-1 yo, I'm hearin' rapid fire through the house Eternal warfare with heavy weaponry Me and my soldiers ain't scared, You get a bullet to the head in trainin' if you don't aim for the head So I know my young shooters left somebody dead around the corner Plus got the yola out the trunk bendin' over Its daytime I can't wait till it turns to night Cause that's the time when ghetto stars come out and shine Verse Two: (D-Milli) Quicker than outlaws I draw on haters with glocks and techs Buckin' at undercover agents dippin' off quick in the lex That's my trigger finger fuck 'em lets bring the heat to the street Gave him one to the head and there he dead eternally asleep Deep in this cold world where there's no love, what the fuck should I do? People be killin' they family for yola not trustin' in you But now I'm teachin' you some ackrite With forty-fives and flashlights Fuckin' around with thug niggas And drug dealers Manajetuahs and jaguars getting chopped in the drop Killin' haters that act hard nigga like it or not


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