收聽Seagram的Don’t Stop (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Don’t Stop (Explicit)

Seagram, Spice 11997年8月12日

Don’t Stop (Explicit) 歌詞

 

Click click boom

On your mothaf**kin' a*s punk

Its that n***a name seag bringin' funk

Straight from the o to the a to the k to the l to the a to n to the d

B***h

S n v is a hood that I roll through

Talkin' that punk s**t n***a I told you

You can't f**k with the real loc gee

You n***az don't know me

I f**ked your dead homie

And I can give a f**k about the s**t that you stress

I'm handlin' more mail than you b s

So you can jump up

And pump up your mothaf**kin' reeboks

I can't be faded not even with some clorex

I'm funky like sweat socks

Funky like stink

Cock a hundred dee on that deal block

When you see me in the benz

Jealous n***az don't be talkin'

I ain't sidin' on you tricks

I'm just flossin'

So be aware of the late nite stranger

With 49 in the clip and one in the chamber

Mothaf**kas want the rocks well I got'em

Steppin' on the block

And never leave home without'em

Slangin' on the mothaf**kin' seminary street

Now I'm known to be a gee cause the n***a's 23

Step broke and get broke off some proper

My lil homie ken

Pulled a trigga of a chopper n***a

Let's get ghost in the bucket

Cock the steel f**k the police

Cause the n***az is real

Comin' from the mothaf**kin' sixties

Known to pull a trigga

Till the clip's on empty

Stranded in the jungles of the east oaktown

Come through but I still slang my d**e a pro

Ice creams so won't you come and get it

N***az try to jack get sprayed and be finished

Lil gangsta p s n v

Till I die layin' dead six feet deep

4 deep in the bucket

Rollin' with some convicts east side lunatics

Doin' s**t stack some dough slap a h*e

Or jack a foe with my mac 1 0

Straight from oakland cali

Slangin' birds in the alley

High performances on rallies

F**k the police precint

And a kitchen sink

They try to make us stink

I got killa instinct

They got me heated

So they gettin' treated

With this medication

Ak's sprayin' with no hesitation

Ain't no love for them mothaf**kin' rednecks

Cause in the ghetto shootin' cops is a re flex

As we swing low in the cheriot

Shoot the cop take the gat then bury it

Caught up in the ways of the east side

 

Ain't no peace ride the decease ride