Who Gon Stop Me (Workout Remix) 歌詞
Who Gon Stop Me (Workout Remix) - Workout Remixers
Who gon stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop
Stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop stop
Who gon stop stop
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die I'm a niggain ball
Now who gon stop me
Who gon stop me huh
Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me huh
Black cards black cars
Black on black black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap you know what that's for
Who gon stop me huh
Who gon stop me huh
Yeah who gon stop me
No brakes I need State Farm
So many watches I need 8 arms
One neck but got 8 charms
Who gon stop me huh
Niggaas talkin they ni**a made
Ix-nay off my dicks-nay
That's pig latin itch-bay
Who gon stop me huh
Last night ain't go so well
Got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert
Yes Tell Howard Cosell
You just a commentator
If you getting paper
Everybody I know
From the hood got common haters
In some relations
You just supposed to say none
Heard she niggaed the doorman
Well that's cool I niggaed the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist Well
I guess that's on one basis
I only like green faces
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die I'm a niggain ball
Now who gon stop me
Who gon stop me huh
Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me huh
Black cards black cars
Black on black black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap you know what that's for
Ya'll w**d purple My money purple
Ya'll Steve Urkel I'm Oprah circle
I wrote the verse
That I hope will hurt you
Who gone stop me huh
Beat the odds Best the Feds
It wouldn't be wise
To bet against the kid
Start me broke I bet I get rich
Night shift 6 to 6
Gimmie one shot One pot
I'll show up in all white
Wearing no socks
No ceiling New coupe
They know I'm a d**e boy
They don't have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed I know how to move
It's looking like I don't know how to lose
I'm winning again I'm at the Wynn
I'm at the table I'm gambling
Lucky lefty I expect a 7
I went through hell
I'm expecting heaven I'm owed
I'm throwed And I stuck to the G-code
I'm here Oh yeah
I promise I ain't going nowhere
Ok here Like a hare
Like a rabbit I like karats
I'm allergic to having bunny ears
Like broke Like nope Like ha
I ain't no joke I can't be stopped
Like nope Like nope
To the beat Noah
2 seats in the 9 11 No limit on the black card
Told ya'll I was gonna go HAM
To the ocean was my backyard
No lies in my verses Please pardon all the curses
Sh*t gotta come some way
When you growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life
Special shout out to my old head
If it wasn't for your advice
A ni**a would have been so dead
I'm living life Til these niggas kill me
Turn this up If these niggas feel me
I'm riding dirty Trying to get filthy
Pabalo Picasso Rothkos Rilkes
Graduated to the MOMA
And I did all of this Without a diploma
Graduated from the corner
Ya'll can play me
For a mother niggain fool if you wanna
Street smart And I'm book smart
Could have been a chemist Cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me
And I'm a stop when the hook start
Hold up
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die I'm a niggain ball
Now who gon stop me
Who gon stop me huh
Who gon stop me
Who gon stop me huh
Black cards black cars
Black on black black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap you know what that's for