loot [Chorus: Too $hort, Eightball, MJG] [TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We
Vertaling: 8Ball. Kan nie ophou.
loot [Chorus: Too $hort, Eightball, MJG] [TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We some
her head gon' she think she living right but I tell her she dead wrong and I don't care if she all fat or she all slender and I ain't T-Pain but this
Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing
to ball Uptown is the place where I lay my dome On the streets of the Bronx where my family roam Hoe, damn it, we home, Peter got a nine millimeter Playa haters can
' a hoe tonight With perpendicular, vehicular homicide 3-1-4, 2-0-1, too much green, too much fun I bang cock in Bangkok, can't stop, I turn and hit the
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
you missed the plane, simple and plain I got to show my homies love, though I just don't fuck around with niggas that I don't know And you can take that
ain't scared It's my pleasure to tell it right, don't think I ain't said Cause they got prices on my head homie, I don't slip Clips long as giraffe necks
again get away from me loniless get away from me misery get away from me fake sh-t, I can't take the phoniness get away from me wack tracks I can only
t jack me Don't pack no axe like a savege I ran track stars back to their crib, create craters In there, I'm holding one for fun One tht plays golf, can't
want war Matta fact next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on Yeah, Dawg home I break your jaw bone And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones Rappers don't
these kids Can I live, if I don't live nobody lives Can I live, no one man can stop me Can I live, no front-line can block me Can I live, its enough
3 days Poppin' p***, it goes down for real Don't stop, just keep rollin' down hill Crash and burn, can't stand, fall back You're doin' too much, you can't
t stop rappin, I don't stop rappin [TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin [8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers [8B
, but you can't tell that ain't my style. Then they ask me again. Not my style. Not my style. But you can't tell that ain't my style. Not my style
