Текст песни Lil` Cease - Don`t Stop
Lil` Cease - Don`t Stop слова песни
Intro: Lil` CeaseUh, yeahUh, One-twoOne-twoOne-two, ya`llUh, Uh, yeah, UhYo, yo, yo, yoVerse One: Lil` CeaseIt`s Lil Cease niggaAbout to blow charm like popIn the Benz dropI`m hot, you`re notPedal to the floorFour-fifth ?????I`m the nigga you`re bitch love to clockBe the artist standing raw, gettin head in the lotOutside of Justin`s, in the parking lotKeep the feds on the low, in the darkest spotLike Jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knockA nigga with more juice than 2PacMy crew moves spotsThree for my niggas in the yard in the box?????????, all a nigga gotI`m a ball till I fallLand on acresGet this paperSmile like Don Juan at GatorsIf ya feel me on this, Then my words will save yaIf ya wanna talk to me, nigga talk paperShit, fuck emI want potatoes, now fuck later????Chorus: Puff DaddyWe won`t stop, till you niggas come and stick meAnd I don`t stop, till you haters rock wit meAnd I won`t stop, till I`m dead here wit fiftyAnd we don`t stop, we won`t stopAnd we don`t stop, you know who run the cityAnd we don`t stop, till my dogs rock for BiggieAnd we don`t stop, till the feds come and get meAnd we won`t stop, we don`t stopVerse Two: Lil` CeaseUh, Yo, yo, yoAll a nigga need is One shot, one brickFour niggas and four clipsMo thugs and four-fifthsWe car-jacked a few whipsApartment on the hot stripFeds come, we lose itPissy off of party and bullshitTill we max outIf it`s beef then act out, niggaSo fuck all ya`ll cats wit ya ass outYappin bout ya crackhouseCreepin on the lowC-Gutter tear his back outI ain`t scared a ya`llTrust me, ya`ll ain`t readyYa need to bring ya bitchCause she more heavy than metalMy guns rock steady,The more the merryNiggas hall ass, break fast like Mob Berry?????Before I land three like Dell Curry (that`s real)I`m tryin to blow like KurtisAll that shit you doing, is makin me nervousNervous, join the serviceThat paranoid shit could hurt usKill usDown at B.I.E. for B.I.Nigga, it`s realityYou wanna battle nigga, bring ya large salaryAnd ya whole team to tackle me, niggaWho be the last to fuck after meMoney L, D-RockNiggas ain`t fuckin wit meChorus: Puff DaddyWe won`t stop, till you niggas come and stick meAnd I don`t stop, till you haters rock wit meAnd I won`t stop, till I`m dead here wit fiftyAnd we don`t stop, we won`t stopAnd we don`t stop, you know who run the cityAnd we don`t stop, till my dogs rock for BiggieAnd we don`t stop, till the feds come and get meAnd we won`t stop, we don`t stopVerse Three: Lil` CeaseYo, yo, yoI`m a switch hits on niggasDrop hits on niggasSwitch V`s on niggasPlatinum to the quadrup on niggasTwo to the point to the five on niggasRun hard with the wildest niggasIn a cut, can`t find us niggasLivest niggasIce be shinin niggasBlindin niggasIn the four point six, reclining niggasBitches like "damn, I got to find this nigga"If I give her seven digits, got to dial this niggaAnd you know I`m on top, you got to watch me niggaAnd my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me niggaAnd when the beefs on, you gon drown, my niggaI`m a rise for real, and wish death to the fake onesThis is for my niggas that was down since day oneThat bid long,Hang in and hang onHold ya head and stay strong, my niggasChorus: Puff DaddyWe won`t stop, till you niggas come and stick meAnd I don`t stop, till you haters rock wit meAnd I won`t stop, till I`m dead here wit fiftyAnd we don`t stop, we won`t stopAnd we don`t stop, you know who run the cityAnd we don`t stop, till my dogs rock for BiggieAnd we don`t stop, till the feds come and get meAnd we won`t stop, we don`t stopWe won`t stop, till you niggas come and stick meAnd I don`t stop, till you haters rock wit meAnd I won`t stop, till I`m dead here wit fiftyAnd we don`t stop, we won`t stopAnd we don`t stop, you know who run the cityAnd we don`t stop, till my dogs rock for BiggieAnd we don`t stop, till the feds come and get meAnd we won`t stop, we don`t stop