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Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops (LIL' HAWK) Blood in, blood out Steppin' up in my fresh red Chucks All Crabs run up and all Crabs get rushed Damn now I gots to watch my back again Hooked up with the homies Mr. Mack and the 10 Cause if it's on then it's on let the funk begin I'm goin' out like a soldier C and the M 45 on my lap 4 extra clips and Lil' boy flue you don't wanna set trip It ain't no stoppin' this shit But you wouldn't have known That them Crenshaw Mafia niggas keeps it rollin' Cause if it's gon' pop then let it pop Cause nigga with me is like I can't stop and I won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops (LANIAK) Tanqueray is the drink that gots me fucked up So the first thang that I would like to say is West Up! To my motherfuckin' Damu down Figueroa, the Mafioso My East Side nigga Mango be up your homie but fuck a hoe though My intro so way you need to? nickel? gangsterism I'm fadin' niggas, fadin' their evil back is gettin with 'em, plus I'm Hittin' on a motherfuckin'? Until I dizzie bitch I'll be high off chronic I got these shouts out to my nigga Hawk duece From Lil' Laniak duece Because my nigga gets loose To y'all niggas that's strapped I respect that But still watch your back cause Laniak is bustin' Tecs back It don't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops (GREEN EYES) Now as I'm takin' the motherfuckin' phoney to the brains My niggas claim that I'm insane on Crabs I'm goin' nuts main Pumpin' lead in they ass like everyday And make your fuckin' mama holler out C-K Green Eyes - the 104 Blood gangsta Promotin' Bloods and for Crabs I has no love Shouts to the W's, SWANS, LANES and A.P.B.'s FIVE LINE BOUNTY HUNTERS, B.P.S. and the I.N.G.'s ? I can't forget about the CRENSHAW MAFIOSOS And all my motherfucking homies claimin' WEIRDO Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop (BATMAN) Oh shit .9 millermetre Crabs get served I got the Blood, the G, the Cherry Koolay And the Thunderbird My motherfuckin' homies who be hangin' the Deuce ? Freeze and niggas like me We get loose I put in work I drop a Crab nigga with my Glock And when 'em hollow points spits I make his heart stop We Bloods is anybody killer when I'm watching my back Rebuilt the shadow of death Is killing all blacks ? The power is them eyes Keep them motherfuckers peeled And don't be a victim you get that ass killed Crabs don't get caught slippin' Don't stop won't stop Eastside Swans, head to tip to top, Blood Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops (YANK) Click-click-bang was the sound of Glock 40, main Five Lines four deep looking for some Rips to fade Stabbin' down Imperial but ain't nothing poppin' Buffle up on Brenshaw now we headed towards Bompton At the 120th he had got stopped by the redlight I grab the glizock I got the? and I grip that motherfucker tight And I just might circle back around I finished Pour one in your chest and watch your breath the man is quick Fuck it, I'm messed up And the Hunters is the blame, automatic is the weapon Gangsta Yank Is my name The Hunters can't stop and they won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops (POPS & DOG) It's the P-O-P-S finna roll ya C-K all day young motherfuckin' soldier It's the Y-G Gangsta creep that bank ya, fuck Crabs I break you down without a sound now I'm rollin your zig-zags Uh, the shit that they claim makes me laugh I tricky Rickets' life, we roll 'em up then I smoke their ass Bloooooooood, I'm comin with that flow of the gangsta shit I fuck this Crab bitch because she loved Bloods' dicks I guess this static just gots to be your downfall C-K when I'm sprayin' and I'm layin' down all y'all I move creep real swift from the shoulders If you press the issue then I gotta dismiss you I'm the G Poppa D and I can't stop I'm the Y-G D-O-G and I won't stop, fuck the Crabs Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops.
Writer(s): Bobby Williams, Morris Johnson, Dejuan White, Rudolph Clark, Bryant Hannon, Ricky Gibson, Damian Christian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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