歌曲 | Don't Stop |
歌手 | Horace Andy |
专辑 | The Wonderful World Of Horace Andy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Intro:lil' cease | |
Uh, yeah | |
Uh, one-two | |
One-two | |
One-two, ya'll | |
Uh, uh, yeah, uh | |
Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Verse one: lil' cease | |
It's lil cease nigga | |
About to blow charm like pop | |
In the benz drop | |
I'm hot, you're not | |
Pedal to the floor | |
Four-fifth ????? | |
I'm the nigga you're bitch love to clock | |
Be the artist standing raw, gettin head in the lot | |
Outside of justin's, in the parking lot | |
Keep the feds on the low, in the darkest spot | |
Like jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knock | |
A nigga with more juice than 2pac | |
My crew moves spots | |
Three for my niggas in the yard in the box | |
?????????, all a nigga got | |
I'm a ball till i fall | |
Land on acres | |
Get this paper | |
Smile like don juan at gators | |
If ya feel me on this, | |
Then my words will save ya | |
If ya wanna talk to me, nigga talk paper | |
Shit, **** em | |
I want potatoes, now **** later???? | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don't stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won't stop, till i'm dead here wit fifty | |
And we don't stop, we won't stop | |
And we don't stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won't stop, we don't stop | |
Verse two: lil' cease | |
Uh, yo, yo, yo | |
All a nigga need is | |
One shot, one brick | |
Four niggas and four clips | |
Mo thugs and four-fifths | |
We car-jacked a few whips | |
Apartment on the hot strip | |
Feds come, we lose it | |
Pissy off of party and bullshit | |
Till we max out | |
If it's beef then act out, nigga | |
So **** all ya'll cats wit ya ass out | |
Yappin bout ya crackhouse | |
Creepin on the low | |
C-gutter tear his back out | |
I ain't scared a ya'll | |
Trust me, ya'll ain't ready | |
Ya need to bring ya bitch | |
Cause she more heavy than metal | |
My guns rock steady, | |
The more the merry | |
Niggas hall ass, break fast like mob berry????? | |
Before i land three like dell curry (that's real) | |
I'm tryin to blow like kurtis | |
All that shit you doing, is makin me nervous | |
Nervous, join the service | |
That paranoid shit could hurt us | |
Kill us | |
Down at b.i.e. for b.i. | |
Nigga, it's reality | |
You wanna battle nigga, bring ya large salary | |
And ya whole team to tackle me, nigga | |
Who be the last to **** after me | |
Money l, d-rock | |
Niggas ain't ****in wit me | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don't stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won't stop, till i'm dead here wit fifty | |
And we don't stop, we won't stop | |
And we don't stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won't stop, we don't stop | |
Verse three: lil' cease | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
I'm a switch hits on niggas | |
Drop hits on niggas | |
Switch v's on niggas | |
Platinum to the quadrup on niggas | |
Two to the point to the five on niggas | |
Run hard with the wildest niggas | |
In a cut, can't find us niggas | |
Livest niggas | |
Ice be shinin niggas | |
Blindin niggas | |
In the four point six, reclining niggas | |
Bitches like "damn, i got to find this nigga" | |
If i give her seven digits, got to dial this nigga | |
And you know i'm on top, you got to watch me nigga | |
And my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me nigga | |
And when the beefs on, you gon drown, my nigga | |
I'm a rise for real, and wish death to the fake ones | |
This is for my niggas that was down since day one | |
That bid long, | |
Hang in and hang on | |
Hold ya head and stay strong, my niggas | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don't stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won't stop, till i'm dead here wit fifty | |
And we don't stop, we won't stop | |
And we don't stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won't stop, we don't stop | |
We won't stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don't stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won't stop, till i'm dead here wit fifty | |
And we don't stop, we won't stop | |
And we don't stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won't stop, we don't stop |
Intro: lil' cease | |
Uh, yeah | |
Uh, onetwo | |
Onetwo | |
Onetwo, ya' ll | |
Uh, uh, yeah, uh | |
Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Verse one: lil' cease | |
It' s lil cease nigga | |
About to blow charm like pop | |
In the benz drop | |
I' m hot, you' re not | |
Pedal to the floor | |
Fourfifth ????? | |
I' m the nigga you' re bitch love to clock | |
Be the artist standing raw, gettin head in the lot | |
Outside of justin' s, in the parking lot | |
Keep the feds on the low, in the darkest spot | |
Like jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knock | |
A nigga with more juice than 2pac | |
My crew moves spots | |
Three for my niggas in the yard in the box | |
?????????, all a nigga got | |
I' m a ball till i fall | |
Land on acres | |
Get this paper | |
Smile like don juan at gators | |
If ya feel me on this, | |
Then my words will save ya | |
If ya wanna talk to me, nigga talk paper | |
Shit, em | |
I want potatoes, now later???? | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop | |
Verse two: lil' cease | |
Uh, yo, yo, yo | |
All a nigga need is | |
One shot, one brick | |
Four niggas and four clips | |
Mo thugs and fourfifths | |
We carjacked a few whips | |
Apartment on the hot strip | |
Feds come, we lose it | |
Pissy off of party and bullshit | |
Till we max out | |
If it' s beef then act out, nigga | |
So all ya' ll cats wit ya ass out | |
Yappin bout ya crackhouse | |
Creepin on the low | |
Cgutter tear his back out | |
I ain' t scared a ya' ll | |
Trust me, ya' ll ain' t ready | |
Ya need to bring ya bitch | |
Cause she more heavy than metal | |
My guns rock steady, | |
The more the merry | |
Niggas hall ass, break fast like mob berry????? | |
Before i land three like dell curry that' s real | |
I' m tryin to blow like kurtis | |
All that shit you doing, is makin me nervous | |
Nervous, join the service | |
That paranoid shit could hurt us | |
Kill us | |
Down at b. i. e. for b. i. | |
Nigga, it' s reality | |
You wanna battle nigga, bring ya large salary | |
And ya whole team to tackle me, nigga | |
Who be the last to after me | |
Money l, drock | |
Niggas ain' t in wit me | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop | |
Verse three: lil' cease | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
I' m a switch hits on niggas | |
Drop hits on niggas | |
Switch v' s on niggas | |
Platinum to the quadrup on niggas | |
Two to the point to the five on niggas | |
Run hard with the wildest niggas | |
In a cut, can' t find us niggas | |
Livest niggas | |
Ice be shinin niggas | |
Blindin niggas | |
In the four point six, reclining niggas | |
Bitches like " damn, i got to find this nigga" | |
If i give her seven digits, got to dial this nigga | |
And you know i' m on top, you got to watch me nigga | |
And my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me nigga | |
And when the beefs on, you gon drown, my nigga | |
I' m a rise for real, and wish death to the fake ones | |
This is for my niggas that was down since day one | |
That bid long, | |
Hang in and hang on | |
Hold ya head and stay strong, my niggas | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop |
Intro: lil' cease | |
Uh, yeah | |
Uh, onetwo | |
Onetwo | |
Onetwo, ya' ll | |
Uh, uh, yeah, uh | |
Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Verse one: lil' cease | |
It' s lil cease nigga | |
About to blow charm like pop | |
In the benz drop | |
I' m hot, you' re not | |
Pedal to the floor | |
Fourfifth ????? | |
I' m the nigga you' re bitch love to clock | |
Be the artist standing raw, gettin head in the lot | |
Outside of justin' s, in the parking lot | |
Keep the feds on the low, in the darkest spot | |
Like jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knock | |
A nigga with more juice than 2pac | |
My crew moves spots | |
Three for my niggas in the yard in the box | |
?????????, all a nigga got | |
I' m a ball till i fall | |
Land on acres | |
Get this paper | |
Smile like don juan at gators | |
If ya feel me on this, | |
Then my words will save ya | |
If ya wanna talk to me, nigga talk paper | |
Shit, em | |
I want potatoes, now later???? | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop | |
Verse two: lil' cease | |
Uh, yo, yo, yo | |
All a nigga need is | |
One shot, one brick | |
Four niggas and four clips | |
Mo thugs and fourfifths | |
We carjacked a few whips | |
Apartment on the hot strip | |
Feds come, we lose it | |
Pissy off of party and bullshit | |
Till we max out | |
If it' s beef then act out, nigga | |
So all ya' ll cats wit ya ass out | |
Yappin bout ya crackhouse | |
Creepin on the low | |
Cgutter tear his back out | |
I ain' t scared a ya' ll | |
Trust me, ya' ll ain' t ready | |
Ya need to bring ya bitch | |
Cause she more heavy than metal | |
My guns rock steady, | |
The more the merry | |
Niggas hall ass, break fast like mob berry????? | |
Before i land three like dell curry that' s real | |
I' m tryin to blow like kurtis | |
All that shit you doing, is makin me nervous | |
Nervous, join the service | |
That paranoid shit could hurt us | |
Kill us | |
Down at b. i. e. for b. i. | |
Nigga, it' s reality | |
You wanna battle nigga, bring ya large salary | |
And ya whole team to tackle me, nigga | |
Who be the last to after me | |
Money l, drock | |
Niggas ain' t in wit me | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop | |
Verse three: lil' cease | |
Yo, yo, yo | |
I' m a switch hits on niggas | |
Drop hits on niggas | |
Switch v' s on niggas | |
Platinum to the quadrup on niggas | |
Two to the point to the five on niggas | |
Run hard with the wildest niggas | |
In a cut, can' t find us niggas | |
Livest niggas | |
Ice be shinin niggas | |
Blindin niggas | |
In the four point six, reclining niggas | |
Bitches like " damn, i got to find this nigga" | |
If i give her seven digits, got to dial this nigga | |
And you know i' m on top, you got to watch me nigga | |
And my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me nigga | |
And when the beefs on, you gon drown, my nigga | |
I' m a rise for real, and wish death to the fake ones | |
This is for my niggas that was down since day one | |
That bid long, | |
Hang in and hang on | |
Hold ya head and stay strong, my niggas | |
Chorus: puff daddy | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop | |
We won' t stop, till you niggas come and stick me | |
And i don' t stop, till you haters rock wit me | |
And i won' t stop, till i' m dead here wit fifty | |
And we don' t stop, we won' t stop | |
And we don' t stop, you know who run the city | |
And we don' t stop, till my dogs rock for biggie | |
And we don' t stop, till the feds come and get me | |
And we won' t stop, we don' t stop |