Can't Stop

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Yeah
 Rip little bro Todd
 Stack, stack, stack, stack
 Great John on the beat by the way
 I got shootas look
 Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look
 (Hook)
 Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
 Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
 Big 40 on me, have you lookin' up
 And I ain't cuffing on, no thought, I need groupie love
 Ridin' through that storm by my lonely
 I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me
 You could get shot, could get popped
 Once I start shooting, can't stop (bow, pop, pop)
 Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
 Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
 Big 40 on me, have you lookin' up
 And I ain't cuffing on no thought, I need groupie love (huh)
 Ridin' through that storm by my lonely (yeah)
 I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me (yeah)
 You could get shot, could get popped (ooh, yeah)
 Once I start shooting, can't stop (huh)
 No I cannot stop, tell me why would I stop?
 If I hesitate to finish him, I might die
 She love the way I be drillin' it, like she my opp
 I keep a choppa type a the minute and I'm on time
 And it's gon' be my time, when I'm gon' die
 Don't be cryin' at my funeral, we outside
 They listen to me 'cause I'm lyrical, don't just rhyme
 Pussy tell me this shit is clinical, call my man
 Just a year ago I was bummy
 I was rocking the same jeans, gettin' booked for tryna make some money
 I was hungry, chop a rat like a mummy
 In my city, I got beef
 I'ma smoke him if he start to fronting, not for nothing
 Niggas mad and niggas stuntin'
 There's too much money to start beef
 These niggas out here really, hungry
 Now bluffin', smoke this gas and count these hundreds
 Let your bitch blow my meat
 Send her back to you like it was nothing, stupid dummy nigga
 (Hook)
 Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
 Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
 Big 40 on me, have you lookin' up
 And I ain't cuffing on no thought, I need groupie love
 Ridin' through that storm by my lonely
 I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me
 You could get shot, could get popped
 Once I start shooting, can't stop
 Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
 Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
 Big 40 on me, have you lookin' up
 And I ain't cuffing on no thought, I need groupie love (huh)
 Ridin' through that storm by my lonely (yeah)
 I Know these niggas watching, so it's on me (yeah)
 You could get shot, could get popped
 Once I start shooting, can't stop
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:41
Key
6
Tempo
113 BPM

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