Текст песни Big Moe f Dirty $, Z-Ro - We Won`t Stop
Big Moe f Dirty $, Z-Ro - We Won`t Stop слова песни
[Big Moe]Son of a bitches got my name in they mouthI knock they woman down and leave my drawers at they house[Z-Ro]Better not run up on Big Moe, leave that boy alone[Big Moe]Stankin and swinging on niggas like I was Roy JonesMotorola, benjamin folder, slab holderCrushing these motherfuckers bout the size of a polarBear, I swear, you better bewareI`ma let it go leaving bout spots in your hairLife is hard but it`s fare ain`t nothing for freeGet off my balls you niggas ain`t taking nothing from meCause I done mashed, for my cashAnd if I got to go now I get down and mashI`m still gangsta man, you better feel that, ain`t nobodyWrecking the shop where nigga kill at get your wig peeled backM, my inventions, stay out of mine Have you limping, to a crawl you out of time[Chorus: Z-Ro]H-Town streets it be too hot, get your glock It don`t stop, unless you want to cop a burial plotD-Town streets shermed out soldiers on the blockIt don`t stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cockLittle Rock streets it be too hot, get your glock It don`t stop, unless you want to cop a burial plotLouisana streets shermed out soldiers on the blockIt don`t stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cock[Z-Ro]I`m a Mo City soldier and I`ma be quick to give my pistol a cockWhen I be dumping on son of a bitches bout a regular lotDon`t come around here with no plex, fuck aroundAnd pull out the jaws of life and snatch your dome smooth off your neckTo my people when I call collect my fond money under my bedAnd I`ma jump on when I touch down and keep bringing it to they headHell naw I ain`t never been scared, a bit of thing inside myselfCause I might accidentally bust me out these guns on myselfBeing the king of the Killa Klan and Disco Dan and from the TreMay a slug hit you spit your fuck miss and your uh reefer done JBlue and gray or red and black ain`t no set tripping cause we downLeaving a trail of bloody murders through your city and through your townWho would you run to, would you light up like a woman or pull a gun foolAnd on top of decision making we ain`t having none of that riff-raffFuck around and open you up just like a big slash[Chorus]Chi-Town streets it be too hot, get your glock It don`t stop, unless you want to cop a burial plotNew York streets shermed out soldiers on the blockIt don`t stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cock ? streets it be too hot, get your glock It don`t stop, unless you want to cop a burial plotFlorida streets, shermed out soldiers on the blockIt don`t stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cock [Dirty &]We got bars and stripes, boy and spritesPolite on mics the type of cats that keep boys on pipeWith they jaws on extra tight, and they extra hypeFull of that shit to make us and they drawers igniteAnd we gone fatten the fire, fuel and flamesGet them brains, leaving gangsta we off the chainWho run trains till they off the track, wolfpackUp in Playboy mansion I have all these bunnies backWe got money stacks, homes and lacsFarms and gats for any ?tom dick hairy and jack?Who want to know where our hearts be at, come hear the Clickity clack, rock-a-bye baby baby, back backWe can do it like this and we can do it like thatCrack your hands high here`s your skull cap to hoesSnap a photo for your folks and close your favorite pack of smokesCheater, we ain`t no joke it`s cut throat style we won`t stop[Chorus]Memphis streets it be too hot, get your glock It don`t stop, unless you want to cop a burial plotL.A. streets shermed out soldiers on the blockIt don`t stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cockDetroit streets it be too hot, get your glock It don`t stop, unless you want to cop a burial plotDirty Third streets shermed out soldiers on the blockIt don`t stop, and it be quick to give your pistol a cock