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Can't Stop

E-40

Big Thangs

1997

Thank my math teacher Count Dracula 

For just teachin' a brother to you know 

Count his marbles you know 

What about you? 



Verse 1 (Mack)

the playing
Live by the code, stick to the plan
Like shawty Lo, bitch I’m the man
Like lil mouse I just want hella bands
Niggas love talking on the internet

you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison

I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me

book before I go to bed
I take a shower and I'm ready to sleep
That's my daily routine

Hi Tim
What do you do in the afternoons
I play games and go

Once upon a time
There lived a boy who'd never age
He spent his time a-writing fire
Hooks upon a page
He chilled with those who chilled and
Weak-ass

Alright

Das EFX

Hold It Down

1995

quit 'cause it's the Krazy
Poppin' all this shit 'cause his rhymers don't amaze me
It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it
I make it by the bucket

NguSnoep lo, 
I first met the hommieuSizzle back in 2014
and at the time he was working on his single “About 2 Blow”
so from then uzotshongoku like his sound

Like It or Not

Drama

Gangsta Grillz 8 [Bonus Tracks]

2006

anyway
I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade
Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet
Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away
It's

baby grown
But she hate when I stay out late
You take yo girl to get a 4 for 4
I take her to eat steak
Nigga happy he just bought some shoes
I'm tryna

Never put a seven- (ah)
Nigga
Bitch
On Lo grave
Yeah
Never put a seven before my nine
Even Marlo know that
Uh

Robberies and dead bodies,

Hustler

Scarface

My Homies

1998

fo', I roll 7 out the do'
Took his bankroll, plus his diamond and his gold
8: 'Don't be late' is for my niggas paper-chasin'
Got Nines for trick

a sip
Chiefing on yo dead homie he was talking out his lip
It's a eye for an eye, and a two for a two
But imma have to take yo life and it ain't shit that

to the bank
Tim Duncan

Huh, how the fuck we not crunchin'?
Put his BM pussy in the boxing
Gym and get to punchin'
Everything I do, I take my time
Don't be

All right, bet, you got your strap, we finna ride out
Told the opps, stop playin' before them lil' boys crash out
You can't take my cup, I'ma sip it

Dusted & Disgusted

Spice 1

In a Major Way

1995

bitch that killed ya
Took all your money peeled ya
Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy
All of a sudden they

A couple of years, it won't be that long
I'm not into gym, and I'm raising the bar
Put them together then take them apart
Bit of a tim, but don't

We Gives No Fuck

Insane Clown Posse

Bizaar

2000

many men (Amen) And tonight, I want to speak in a way that you'll
realize That God ordained every one of his creations to be successful.

Look at this

He can lift eight thousand ki-lo-grams
He gets headaches from his head-band 
Only you can take me to the west (He says)
Where and what is the, west

If he ain't in the field then we shoot at the sideline
This top tier exotic can't slide by a canine
He play with my patna, he play in the grapevine

pounds, that's a home run
Bust his head for a dirty bird
Charge him thirty-seven for a whole one
Switch his spot, six month run
My flag bleedin' like

Like It or Not

Bubba Sparxxx

Deliverance

2003

anyway
I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade
Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet
Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away
It's

sucka nigga cunts
Kick it, punt
I don't fuck with runts
One-one-seven killing grunts
They in heaven when I hunt
When I hit him then he
Let his brain

crud just give me the crap and spill out the facts
I can take it my homie just fuckin relax
I need more knowledge to fill in the cracks
I see a bigger

Visionz

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

collars off, while ridin' off
Float boat big boys, Oakland A's stashed away blades
Ventilation let the sharks, ani-maze
Somethin' sheist like, seven butcher