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Young Bleed – We Don't Stop

Young Bleed
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исполнитель Young Bleed

правообладатель Universal Music Group Priority Records

жанр Рэп

длительность 05:21

размер 12.27 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено Universal Music Group

We Don't Stop
05:21
(Maxminelli talking) Say check this out Bleed, look Concentration Camp in this bitch Gettin heavy, ya heard me? We all foldin paper nigga, you Lucky Nuckles, that nigga Loc, Big Happy, Lee Tyme, you know me Maxminelli I'm foldin paper nigga, an Boo, an we layin low Cuz that's what Lay Low do, ya heard me? I'm tellin you, by the time that nigga OG come out of Paris We gonna have somethin real swole to fold My nigga down in Bam foldin paper, my nigga Poola My nigga Big Poola Mic An we be bout ta let em know what's the motherfuckin count say! Chorus x1 (Maxminelli) The mutha fuckin count don't stop, an they don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit You only live once that's how its cut So where the weed Young Bleed? Let's get tore up! Verse 1-(Young Bleed) The ghetto got me givin up no love, tod ya this mornin You gotta know a nigga yearnin Niggas stole from the stop an go An seperate my weed from the seeds An roll an optimo An saddle up my cattle cuz lets roll boy An every nigga I know, livin it up like a cowboy Shootin up some shit, for the fuck of it an I'm lovin it I got a tray-80 for rainy days, an I'm huggin it, an muggin While I'm sippin on a young tre-deuce, four-five All the way live, wit my homies wanna ride, southside Got yo mouth wide Buggin for nothin, try to twerk somethin nigga Or hurt somethin nigga Look here, I be yo Huckleberry playin it rough Quick on the draw like the last outlaw Killin 'em softly Hollerin' girl get off me Tryin to boss me, an cost me a grip An got the nerve to get flipped wit a nigga But see Trix is for kids, silly rabbit She gotta have it, tryin to give it here, I won't have it Ya heard me fool Only cool dawg puttin it down Ain't gonna clown, while I'm smokin on a pound, my niggas say (chorus) x2 Verse 2-(Young Bleed) I'm gettin blind, just for piece of mind Call it a crime, 'cause I'm steady dodgin' one time An eye for an eye Tryin to survive in this life of sin, niggas can't win Steady ballin', but fallin' Slowly but surely livin' unholy Down an dirty by my stress, but that's The way it is when you livin nappy like that Aphrodisiac, Cognac, and fat chronic sack Make you react, and flash back, reachin' for your gat, paranoid Tattoo an' scar playin the cards you dealt Ain't nothin left, but to go for self Life in the ghetto Ask no questions tell no lies, livin' uncivilized Until you realize, you're stuck still paralyzied Full of that weed, and a shadow of doubt Without clout and clientele, tryin' to figure who it tell on The pistol-packin' Jesse James got the precious 9 for center snipe Tryin to maintain, the ways of the game Plain an simple, pop a pimple on the face of the earth An keep bailin, ain't no telling who's the next to be a felon Nigga look keyed, he wiped the blood, sweat and tears of fear They got me in here, tryin to steer clear Hollin bout (chorus) x2 Verse 3-(Young Bleed) Criminal minded, you've been blinded Lookin for a way to get out, you can't find it Stop tryin, daily But it's like they'd rather play me Instead of pay me,(say what?)for my progression Got me stressin' wit' a Smith an Wesson Up against aggression and police protection, ugh So what's a young nigga to do, at age 22 It's you against me, and me against you To be continued as life goes on, in the panic zone Searchin for the twilight, we learned to fly by night Gettin high as a kite, taking a bite, outta crime Designed to shatter mankind and losin' all state of mind And blind to the fact, gettin money for crack, and powder Money and power every hour, on the hour A coward dies a thousand deaths But a soldier dies once Incarcerated, meditating like a monk With visions of prisons, for livin' life do or die on the street Mad-doggin' the world with funk beats Holdin my heat Smokin' on a blunt, waitin' for the first of the month, ta watch the Jackers get crunk in this mutha fucka We don't stop, an we don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit You only live once that's how it's cut So where the weed Young Bleed let's get tore up An say we don't stop an we don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit You only live once that's how it's cut So where the weed Young Bleed let's get tore up Cuz Lay Low don't stop an he don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit You only live once that's how it's cut So where the weed Young Bleed let's get tore up An Big Happy don't stop an he don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit You only live once that's how it's cut So where the weed Young Bleed let's get tore up An Young Bleed don't stop an he don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit You only live once that's how it's cut So where the weed Young Bleed let's get tore up Cuz C-Loc don't stop an he don't quit Shit a nigga can't fuck wit, you can't fuck wit (what ya got) makin money (get them thangs when a nigga come up) make money, make money You only live once that's how it's cut So where the weed Young Bleed let's get tore up Yeah, tryin to tell you, cuz we the sickest god damn it (echos off)
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