Представляем точный текст композиции "You Dont Stop" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Beatnuts . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «You Dont Stop» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Beatnuts передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Beatnuts - "You Dont Stop"
Lyrics to You Dont Stop : You dont stop, you keep on(X3) Fashion- Hey its the junkyard nigga, kid, you know what Im about Puffin on a fat one, guzzlin a Guinness Stout Bonin BITCHES on a regular, word up, my game is lethal Thats my word, Im tellin ya Livin foul like a motherfucka, thats the way its been Ever since I was a shorty, sucker So dont even try to flex, Ill put a round in your chest And leave you in a fuckin mess Niggas know my style they be playin, if I have to catch a body I will, know what Im sayin' Niggas from Corona dont be havin it, you put your face in my grill Ill be stabbin it You fuck around and catch a bad one, Ill kill you like a 6pack And put you in a bag, son And I still aint frontin, fully loaded keg shells Ready to go huntin You dont stop, you keep on(X2) Many MCs that defeated me, please wave your arm You dont stop, you keep on(X2) Many MCs that defeated me, please wave your arm Psycho Les- I come equipped with shit thats fucken wicked, damn Niggers cant fuck with the program I take a stand and look down the clip I take a swig and then spark up the spliff(boom) Niggas know the time with The Beatnuts funk John Wayne got smoked when I popped the trunk, punk I told you once and I wont tell you twice, I smoke the blunts And we wont pay the price For pussy or any fuckin mass , plus Im raw dogstyle In your girls ass, ho, OOH! I think I just came Studs break didnt work, I guess its all in your brain Shit smells like demon spirit, herb that funk like this Punk, you cant come near it, so fear it Or youll go out like the priest Dont you know that Im the wicked nigga from the East,Coast You dont stop, you keep on(X2) Many MCs have disappeared, please wave your arm (A third of the trio in the house) You dont stop, you keep on(X2) Many MCs have disappeared, please wave your arm Fashion- Ooh child, motherfuckas bound with the licks Oh shit, Im hittin niggas sick with my tricks So throw up styles that blow up whiles I go On with the flow, better act like you know, hey But I wont take no prisoners, got shit for his-n-hers Fucks up you all, when the nuts have a ball Cause we dont play, blast brains with the smoker Get fucked up when we toke with the joker And, never let me see you cryin heads start to fly And its time for their dyin And Ima get real deep, fall into a sleep Knock a freak in my sheets, man, fuck countin sheep And come on, step on up and meet my Tek Either fill you full of wholes, or ring your fuckin neck Cause Ima let off and bust a shot in your eye Make way motherfucks, its the real superfly! Yeah, yeah, yo,yo,yo, HO Where the fuck is my liquor' YOU, BITCH! [ You Dont Stop Lyrics ]
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