Slow Pain - Ain't Never Gonna Stop lyrics

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Slow Pain - Ain't Never Gonna Stop lyrics

Chorus: Chiko Dateh The game ain't never gonna stop My hustle never gonna stop, no We ain't gon' stop No matter what you do (Ain't, never gonna stop) We ain't never gon' stop Cause we've got this on lock (This on lock) We'll always stay on top We never gonna stop (Never gonna stop) [Slow Pain] (Verse 1) I used to hustle on the street Put Nikes on my feet (Cortez) Hustlin' on the street made my heart skip a beat (Damn) Could be from a corner, slangin' dimes and dubs (What you mean) Handcuffed to the hood Stuck in the mud (I'm stuck) I love my music My money, and I love my hood That's why I wish I hit the lotto To make it good (Dear God) I put gra** in the park, it's where them little ones play And put murals on the wall where them little thugs spray Repeat Chorus [Chiko Dateh] "Oh yeah..." "Ain't never gonna stop..." "Ain't never gonna stop..." "I can't stop it..." "I can't stop it..." (Verse 2) Raza, if you feel me, you really down to ride (My people) Wipe them tears from your eye, wave that snake and eagle high (Mexican flag) Blood in, blood out Homie, I'm bound by honor I'm a G from the streets, it's just American Me (Damn) I love them boulevard nights Rollin' in my low-low Slow Pain the cholo and the homie Danny Traylo Lil' Rob, that's family Homie made it to the top I got your back, 1218, I'm right here with a Glock (Right here) What they achieve just sound strange, it's a family thang Get at me for anything, I'm the Cali, the King (I got you) Carlos Coy was still grindin' Fightin' the fight That's the homie SPM, I got your back for life (South Park) It's do or die, f** the system just to hold us back (f** 'em) That's why they Lock us up, and they never come back (Chale) I'm a speak in the name of the game f** the fortune and the fame It's a Mexican thang And I love it, what (I love it, mayne) Repeat Chorus Hook: Chiko Dateh No we, won't stop No we, won't stop Even, after I'm gone We've got this on lock Around the block No matter what You say, oh (Verse 3) Puttin' nets on them rims In them schoolyards (My rims) Bringin' back that old school respect to the boulevard (Old school) I'm a O.G. and my daddy taught me right About the rules of the game, son Win the fight Cross my tees, throw my pitch, show love to them G's (O.G.'s) Never sport a white tee without a sick a** crease Play them oldies all day That's some real music (Real stuff) Love Between A Boy And Girl and Eighteen With A Bullet (Yah I mean) Got my finger on a trigger and I'm not afraid to pull it (Pull it) k** another man God won't let me do it (Thank God) Got respect on the streets And this crazy game (Crazy streets) When I see my raza die, I'm cryin' from the pain (Cryin') Repeat Chorus Repeat Hook [Chiko Dateh] "Ain't never gonna stop..." "Ain't never gonna stop..." "I can't stop it..." "I can't stop it..."

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