Представляем точный текст композиции "Stop" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jay-Z . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Stop» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jay-Z передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jay-Z - "Stop"
Lyrics to Stop : [Intro: Swizz Beats] Swizzy...Beats... [Chorus] Aiyo I cannot (Stop), I will not (Stop) AS WE PROCEED [Verse 1] Young Hov got the block on smash Put the gun to the back and hop on some ass Nigga fresh-dressed and stay poppin tags Put the (') on the truck for I drop the rag Bitches want to bring up the topic of my past Its legendary in the hood how I got my cash Im legendady in the hood so I got the mag And Ive never been a fronter so Ive got to blast Will I flash... Not... As Im not playing with you motherfuckers the casket drops You bastards not gon assassinate the name I got Yall hear me though Young Hov got the block on smash And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash Everybody want drama with the top of the brass Til I come through hop out the cab 1-8-7 they ass [Bridge] (Stop) Somebody gon (Drop) Yall hear me though... [Chorus] [Verse 2] Young Hov got the game in a frenzy Twenty million sold all independently So when you mention me Make sure you got together your semblies Like "hes the games J.F.Kennedy" I started out I aint have no chimney My ma was Santa Claus, well at least she pretended to be Til one night, well thats if memory serves me correct I caught her under the Christmas tree Young Hov aint have no pops Thank God man I had the block Yall hear me though You young fucks got the game all wrong This is my life man this aint no song You aint livin your rhymes out, you live at your moms house In that tight-ass room, pullin the cars out And the mirror pointin at your reflection, killing yourself You American Pie, stop feeling yourself Nigga, you just a worker, go deal yourself Stop being a server, get a meal yourself Where your heart at, all that yick-yack, aint nobody scared of your gats We got bigger ones How many niggas done shot at me shivering They were so scared they aint hit me once Young Hov bout to go to the range Bout to work on perfecting my aim [Chorus] [ Stop Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Jay-Z. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Stop» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Stop» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.