Tweedy Bird Loc - Can't Stop, Won't Stop lyrics

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Tweedy Bird Loc - Can't Stop, Won't Stop lyrics

[Hook] Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherf**in' casket drops [Verse 1: 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 sh** But you wouldn't have known That them Crenshaw Mafia n***as keeps it rollin' Cause if it's gon' pop then let it pop Cause n***a with me is like I can't stop and I won't stop [Hook] Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherf**in' casket drops [Verse 2: Lil' Laniak] Tanqueray is the drink that gots me f**ed up So the first thang that I would like to say is West Up! To my motherf**in' Damu down Figueroa, the Mafioso My East Side n***a Mango be up your homie but f** a hoe though My intro so way you need to ?nickel? gangsterism I'm fadin' n***as, fadin' their evil back is gettin with 'em, plus I'm Hittin' on a motherf**in' ?? Until I dizzie b**h I'll be high off chronic I got these shouts out to my n***a Hawk duece From Lil' Laniak duece Because my n***a gets loose To y'all n***as that's strapped I respect that But still watch your back cause Laniak is bustin' Tecs back It don't stop [Hook] Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherf**in' casket drops [Verse 3: Green Eyez] Now as I'm takin' the motherf**in' phoney to the brains My n***as claim that I'm insane on Crabs I'm goin' nuts main Pumpin' lead in they a** like everyday And make your f**in' 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 motherf**ing homies claimin' WEIRDO Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop [Verse 4: Batman] Oh sh** .9 millermetre Crabs get served I got the Blood, the G, the Cherry Koolay And the Thunderbird My motherf**in' homies who be hangin' the Deuce ??? Freeze and n***as like me We get loose I put in work I drop a Crab n***a with my Glock And when 'em hollow points spits I make his heart stop We Bloods is anybody k**er when I'm watching my back Rebuilt the shadow of d**h Is k**ing all blacks ?? the power is them eyes Keep them motherf**ers peeled And don't be a victim you get that a** k**ed Crabs don't get caught slippin' Don't stop won't stop Eastside Swans, head to tip to top, Blood [Hook] Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherf**in' casket drops [Verse 5: 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 motherf**er tight And I just might circle back around I finished Pour one in your chest and watch your breath the man is quick f** 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 motherf**in' casket drops [POPS & DOG] It's the P-O-P-S finna roll ya C-K all day young motherf**in' soldier It's the Y-G Gangsta creep that bank ya, f** Crabs I break you down without a sound now I'm rollin your zig-zags Uh, the sh** that they claim makes me laugh I tricky Rickets' life, we roll 'em up then I smoke their a** Bloooooooood, I'm comin with that flow of the gangsta sh** I f** this Crab b**h 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, f** the Crabs Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, won't stop C-K till my motherf**in' casket drops...

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