8Ball feat. Outlawz - Don't Stop Lyrics

Lyrics Don't Stop - Outlawz , 8Ball




7 a.m. Sunday talkin' on my cell phone
Haven't been asleep since Friday, nigga, he's old
Once I touch it, try to get it off and quit fast
Addicted to a thang come with quick cart
Pretty bitches, what they connived, the dicked-ass?
See a player out in public and try to talk fast
Hold up, ma, you need to back up off a pimp
If you can't help a nigga, don't even attempt
The wheel's 30 inches, I'm drippin' the jet-black
I'm doin' sainted vibe, burnin' with the roof cracked
No C's in my weed, bitch, please
I had trees way before I had core keys
Same bad nigga used to rap at school
Same bad nigga used to keep a .22
Reach for the cop and hustle hard 'til the cash get dropped
Bad boy, ease the eye and don't stop
We ain't standin' on the score for nothin'
We out here tryna make a livin' and just wanna have somethin'
And the money don't stop, so the hustle don't stop (yeah)
And the hatin' don't stop, so the curse don't stop (yeah)
One time for them dudes tryna make it out
And two times for the hustlers on that paper out
And the money don't stop (uh), so the hustle don't stop (yeah)
And the hatin' don't stop (ah), so the curse don't stop (yeah)
I got a lot of problems, yeah, money is one
Still, I stay high all day and get shit done
Got a hunnid and one hustles like Jamaicans
Always movin' fast, mama said I need patience
But I can't calm down, yeah, I want it all now
I want a ball now and drink 'til I fall out
Pull up from the club in that OH
Savage '60 LI, the smell is so great
Nigga, the money don't stop, so why should I?
Cut from a different cloth called bright and dyed
Tellin' ain't an option so, if I get caught
Throw me in the cell with the rest of the nick that lost
Some say the game ain't fair, it's so rude
And plenty of niggas probly wish they woulda stayed in school
But they ain't playin' in, so nah, we ain't stayin' in
We cut class and ran the streets and tried to make it big
We ain't standin' on the score for nothin'
We out here tryna make a livin' and just wanna have somethin'
And the money don't stop, so the hustle don't stop (yeah)
And the hatin' don't stop, so the curse don't stop (yeah)
One time for them dudes tryna make it out
And two times for the hustlers on that paper out
And the money don't stop (uh), so the hustle don't stop (yeah)
And the hatin' don't stop (ah), so the curse don't stop (yeah)
We ain't standin' on the score for nothin'
We out here tryna make a livin' and just wanna have somethin'
And the money don't stop, so the hustle don't stop (yeah)
And the hatin' don't stop, so the curse don't stop (yeah)
One time for them dudes tryna make it out
And two times for the hustlers on that paper out
And the money don't stop (uh), so the hustle don't stop (yeah)
And the hatin' don't stop (ah), so the curse don't stop (yeah)



Writer(s): Derrick Johnson, Premro Smith, 8-ball, Eightball


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