Ya Don’t Stop

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The Beatnuts

The Beatnuts are a New York-based hip hop group and production duo from Queens, New York City. Its current members are JuJu and Psycho Les. JuJu (born Jerry Tineo on December 4, 1968) is Dominican American from Corona and Psycho Les (born Lester Fernandez on April 10, 1972) is a Colombian American from Jackson Heights. The Beatnuts are the only Latino members of the Native Tongues collective. Although only peripheral members, they are routinely acknowledged by Q-Tip. The Beatnuts were originally a trio before Kool Fashion, now known as Al' Tariq, left the group to start a solo career. The Mighty V.I.C. (Groove Merchantz, Ghetto Pros) was also a member of The Beatnuts' production team for a while. more »

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You don't stop, you keep on!

It's the Junkyard nigga, kid
You know what I'm about
Puffing on a fat one
Guzzling a Guinness Stout
Boning bitches on a regular
My game is lethal, that's my word
I'm telling ya
Living foul like a motherfucker
That's the way it's been ever
Since I was a shorty, sucker
So don't even try to flex
I'll put a round in your chest and
Leave you in a fucking mess
Niggas know my style, they be playing
If I have to catch a body I will
Know what I'm saying?
Niggas from Corona don't be having it
You put your face in my
Grill I'll be stabbing it
You f*ck around and catch a bad one
I'll kill you like a six pack
And put you in a bag, son
And I still ain't fronting
Fully loaded Tec, chump, ready to go hunting

I come equipped with shit
That's fucking wicked
Damn, niggas can't f*ck with the program
I take a stand and look down the clip
Take a swig and spark up the spliff (boom)
Niggas know the time with the Beatnuts funk
John Wayne got smoked when I popped the trunk
Punk, I told you once and
I won't tell you twice
I smoke the blunts and we
Won't pay the price
For pussy or any fucking mass
But the raw dog style in your girl's ass
I think I just came
Stud's break didn't work
I guess it's all in your brain
Shit smells like demon spirit
Learn from Exorcist, punk
You can't come near it
So fear it or you'll go out like the priest
Don't you know
Man I'm the wicked nigga from the East Coast

Ooh child, motherfuckers down with the licks
Oh shit
I'm hitting niggas sick with my tricks
So throw up styles that blow up whiles I go
On with the flow, better act like you know
But I won't take no prisoners
Got shit for his-n hers
Fucks up you all when the nuts have a ball
Cause we don't play
Blast brains with the smoker
Get fucked up when we toke with the joker
And, never let me see you crying
Heads start to flying
It's time for the dying
And I'mma get real deep, fall into a sleep
Knock a freak in my sheets, man
F*ck counting sheep
And come on, step on up and meet my Tec
Either fill you full of wholes
Or wring your fucking neck
Cause I'mma let off and blast
A shot in your eye
Make way motherfucks, it's the real superfly

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