Can't Stop, Won't Stop

Bloods and Crips

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    Can't Stop, Won't Stop

    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops

    [LIL' HAWK]
    Blood in, blood out
    Steppin' up in my fresh red Chucks
    All Crabs run up and all Crabs get rushed
    Damn now I gots to watch my back again
    Hooked up with the homies Mr. Mack and the 10
    Cause if it's on then it's on let the funk begin
    I'm goin' out like a soldier C and the M
    45 on my lap 4 extra clips and
    Lil' boy flue you don't wanna set trip
    It ain't no stoppin' this shit
    But you wouldn't have known
    That them Crenshaw Mafia niggas keeps it rollin'
    Cause if it's gon' pop then let it pop
    Cause nigga with me is like I can't stop and I won't
    stop

    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops

    [LANIAK]
    Tanqueray is the drink that gots me fucked up
    So the first thang that I would like to say is West
    Up!
    To my motherfuckin' Damu down Figueroa, the Mafioso
    My East Side nigga Mango be up your homie but fuck a
    hoe though
    My intro so way you need to ?nickel? gangsterism
    I'm fadin' niggas, fadin' their evil back is gettin
    with 'em, plus I'm
    Hittin' on a motherfuckin' ??
    Until I dizzie bitch
    I'll be high off chronic
    I got these shouts out to my nigga Hawk duece
    From Lil' Laniak duece
    Because my nigga gets loose
    To y'all niggas that's strapped I respect that
    But still watch your back cause Laniak is bustin' Tecs
    back
    It don't stop

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    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops

    [GREEN EYES]
    Now as I'm takin' the motherfuckin' phoney to the
    brains
    My niggas claim that I'm insane on Crabs I'm goin'
    nuts main
    Pumpin' lead in they ass like everyday
    And make your fuckin' mama holler out C-K
    Green Eyes - the 104 Blood gangsta
    Promotin' Bloods and for Crabs I has no love
    Shouts to the W's, SWANS, LANES and A.P.B.'s
    FIVE LINE BOUNTY HUNTERS, B.P.S. and the I.N.G.'s
    ?? I can't forget about the CRENSHAW MAFIOSOS
    And all my motherfucking homies claimin' WEIRDO

    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop

    [BATMAN]
    Oh shit
    .9 millermetre Crabs get served
    I got the Blood, the G, the Cherry Koolay
    And the Thunderbird
    My motherfuckin' homies who be hangin' the Deuce
    ??? Freeze and niggas like me
    We get loose
    I put in work I drop a Crab nigga with my Glock
    And when 'em hollow points spits I make his heart
    stop
    We Bloods is anybody killer when I'm watching my back
    Rebuilt the shadow of death
    Is killing all blacks
    ?? the power is them eyes
    Keep them motherfuckers peeled
    And don't be a victim you get that ass killed
    Crabs don't get caught slippin'
    Don't stop won't stop
    Eastside Swans, head to tip to top, Blood

    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops

    [YANK]
    Click-click-bang was the sound of Glock 40, main
    Five Lines four deep looking for some Rips to fade
    Stabbin' down Imperial but ain't nothing poppin'
    Buffle up on Brenshaw now we headed towards Bompton
    At the 120th he had got stopped by the redlight
    I grab the glizock I got the ?? and I grip that
    motherfucker tight
    And I just might circle back around I finished
    Pour one in your chest and watch your breath the man
    is quick
    Fuck it, I'm messed up
    And the Hunters is the blame, automatic is the weapon
    Gangsta Yank
    Is my name
    The Hunters can't stop and they won't stop

    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops

    [POPS & DOG]
    It's the P-O-P-S finna roll ya
    C-K all day young motherfuckin' soldier
    It's the Y-G Gangsta creep that bank ya, fuck Crabs
    I break you down without a sound now I'm rollin your
    zig-zags
    Uh, the shit that they claim makes me laugh
    I tricky Rickets' life, we roll 'em up then I smoke
    their ass
    Bloooooooood, I'm comin with that flow of the gangsta
    shit
    I fuck this Crab bitch because she loved Bloods'
    dicks
    I guess this static just gots to be your downfall
    C-K when I'm sprayin' and I'm layin' down all y'all
    I move creep real swift from the shoulders
    If you press the issue then I gotta dismiss you
    I'm the G Poppa D and I can't stop
    I'm the Y-G D-O-G and I won't stop, fuck the Crabs

    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    Can't stop, won't stop
    C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops..

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