| Luciano be a hog, and he all about the paper
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| Ain’t no mo' buck hide, boy I be sitting on alligator
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| Let me get on the microphone, so I can show em how it’s done
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| No matter where I go, I never roll without my gun
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| Young mo’fucker up in this game, acting bad
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| Come around that corner, on chrome in that Cadillac
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| I ain’t rapping for free, so quit bothering me
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| Unless you tal’n bout that feddy, don’t be calling a G
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| I’ma swing then I swang, gripping on the grain
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| Hit you with some game, while I sip a little drank
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| Man hold up, that boy there he go hard
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| Who that Mexican wrecking, Mr. Texas Lone Star
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| Had sex with your broad, in the back of your car
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| Jamming Screw tapes, gone off them handle bars
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| I got love for my partnas, we be unseen
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| Me and Angeletti, Full Time and Lil Quin
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| Winston in the Penn, he’ll be out in a second
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| Y’all already know when he touch down, that boy there gon wreck it
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| Dopehouse Records, done hooked up with Luck
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| So me and DFO, are making it bubble up
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| Pain and Rob, Uchie and Twin Beredaz
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| I’ma come through, and write SPM a letter
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| Tell him it’s getting better, we gon hold it down
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| Po’ing fo’s for you, and smoking on pine
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| What it do what the deal, huh brah holla whaaa
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| H-Town representing, know I’m tal’n bout boy
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| It ain’t no, stopping this
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| Can’t stop won’t stop us, not for shit
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| (ain't no one stopping this)
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| It ain’t no, stopping this
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| Can’t stop won’t stop us, not for shit
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| (can't stop won’t stop, not for shit)
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| My neighborhood we run that hoe, and there there be so fa real
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| Man I dare you to come and try, to sell your dope up over here
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| We got it locked from block to block, you already know what I’m tal’n bout
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| And for them haters I got a Glock, up in the 'Burban I’m chopping blocks
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| They selling herb they selling syrup, they selling X and they selling caine
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| Up in the Lex they gripping grain, we that Mexicans spitting game
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| Now get your change break your bread, try your best and shake them FED’s
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| Off your ass get your cash, nigga like me be living fast
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| Maaan, I’m trying to get these riches
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| I like to pimp these bitches, while hitting 16 switches
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| I hit the school zone, representing Screwston
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| Dripping candy paint, ain’t no fucking two tone
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| I’ma ball, y’all can call me and outlaw
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| Putting it down for my dogs, locked away behind the bars
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| Living life like a star, sipping pints of the bar
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| See that boy Lucky on the mic, going hard
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| Ain’t no way you stopping me, I got a family I gotta feed
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| Plus I got a block to bleed, Lucky full of that broccoli
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| Please believe I’m getting chips, state to state I’m hitting licks
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| On a paper chase up in this bitch, it’s all about them Benjamin’s
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| Laughing at my competition, flashing my diamonds
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| Christian on a mission, ain’t tripping I’ve been rhyming
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| Pimping been pimping, I’m pimping a pen haa
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| Ends been flipping, I’m getting the chips haa
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| This for the dealers in the kitchen, weighing up the damn soda
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| Making boulders with the baking soda, slanging on the corner
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| I’m a soldier smoking swisha sweets, in a black Caddy
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| Lucky got game, like his daddy and his granddaddy
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| Man I could pimp this big booty, broad bitch
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| That hoodrat, never had no superstar dick
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| Time to flip my do', cause I done stacked my G’s
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| And man I’m finished with flow, so nigga pass me the weed
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| Can’t stop, won’t stop not for shit — 2x |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Stopping This , by - Lucky Luciano. Song from the album You Already Know (Screwed & Chopped), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп