paroles de chanson CSWS - LMG Wade

Can′t stop
Won't stop
(Can′t stop won't stop)
I gotta go get it
(Gotta go get it gotta go get it)
(Can't stop
Won′t stop
Can′t stop
Won't stop)
Can′t stop won't stop Ugh
You know I gotta go get it
These days keep a glock or a smith in
Don′t wanna see you ball
Stay on ya pivot
Don't show em no remorse
Gotta stay vicious
They waiting on a open like it′s a feature
Them young boys wish for strips like adidas
More tact than ya old heads Probably leave em
It's no cash for a eater or treesha
Crome heart so don't say you love me don′t believe ya
Hit a lick then forget roll the weed up
I′m not a gangsta my pockets is G'D up
I hang with all the demons and the reapers
Lay that boy right to rest he a sleeper
I jump right in the stu then I T up
Streets getting cold so I bought me a heater
Please don′t let me make ya block hot
Cause I won't hesitate to flock
I chase the paper non stop
My pockets look like a leprechaun pot
Hoes jump throat first for that pot of gold
I ain′t rocking gold but got gwop to show
I'm still dripped head to toe in designer clothes
I get it jumping jeronimo
Can′t stop won't stop Ugh
You know I gotta go get it
These days keep a glock or a smith in
Don't wanna see you ball
Stay on ya pivot
Don′t show em no remorse
Gotta stay vicious
They waiting on a open like it′s a feature
Them young boys wish for strips like adidas
More tact than ya old heads Probably leave em

They don't wanna see you ball
Rather see you layed up in the morg
Got fame then they probably take a picture of it
You see how the nigga did king von
For clout you don′t know what type of time they on
Cause now a days weird a lot going on
I stay to myself that's why I′m all alone
Man most of these niggas snakes and they hoes
So I'm staying low stacking up doe
Get fam out the hood Acres with the home
I still feed the trenches Ps on the low
The clothe that I′m from is different and it shows
When I get the sipping I get in my zone
If it ain't the 42 then it's the tron
They like do you hear the way that nigga flow
I jump in the booth start talking from the soul (Hey)
Can′t stop won′t stop Ugh
You know I gotta go get it
These days keep a glock or a smith in
Don't wanna see you ball
Stay on ya pivot
Don′t show em no remorse
Gotta stay vicious
They waiting on a open like it's a feature
Them young boys wish for strips like adidas
More tact than ya old heads Probably leave em