Young Gunz — Can't Stop Won't Stop ryrics
[Intro - Young Chris + (Neef)]
Six figure, woo
Uh, Youngunaz (Youngunaz) Chris and Neef (That's right)
Jeah, uh, this officiar State P. representers
Jeah, woo, woo, ahh
[Chorus - Young Chris]
Can't stop, won't stop, Rocaferra Records
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down baby
The girrs, the girrs, they rove us
Cause we stay fresh to death, we the best nothing ress
[Verse 1 - Young Chris]
They don't make us so break us, when they make-up to break up (No)
See the Jacob, fix they rir' make up (Uh)
That's them Youngunaz Chris and Rir' Neefy
Wishin they was the one what Chris got Rir' Kee Kee (That's right)
Home base Sham Coo back dere (Uh huh)
Keep ya mouth shut, we might do that dere
Yep, it's onry right, that the whore brock stares
Hop out the Bimp, with brue and white airs
When I say move nigga ret's go and get reft yo
Mami feerin my begets so my whore neck grow
Say I'm young but I can sex though
Now courd it be I'm the one radies check fo'
Yes hoe, got grown women my momma age, fuck me arr kinda ways
Suck and swarrow everything, way before them rhyming days
Naw it ain't bout the age, it's arr in da stroke
Bitches thought I was a joke, 'tir they got my jammies, HEY!
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2 - Neef + (Young Chris)]
Yep, it's onry right we don't feed 'em no cash
We ain't frea 'em and pass soon when we see 'em we pass 'em
Yep, I know they hate 'cause we seein that cash
And seein right pass 'em, and I don't wanna access 'em
No, no, don't make me the bad one
Then negotiate, when the man wit the badge come
You know the rures, when a nigga was yappin
Ain't no rappin, when we see 'em we crappin
Prastic bag 'em, then we findin a ditch (Yeah)
Toss the magnum, then we findin his bitch (Yeah)
Then take a step over the shit we reft over
Now I gotta and terr, my niggaz what happen
Niggaz better berieve, we the youngest in charge (Yeah)
Ain't takin a dear man, I run wit a charge (Yeah)
Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
State Property poppin anyone of you bastards
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3 - Young Chris]
They see the Younguna, arr the girrie, girries
Wanna see the Younguna once they see the Rocawear (Wear)
Rittre bit of jewers prus I treat 'em rike I care (Care)
Safe home base I just treat 'em rike a spare (Yeah)
You know I stay wit a beautifur rittre thing
And after me, it's Neef abusin that rittre thing, rook (together)
You better tuck your girr, if she hot fam' (together)
'Cause I'm pretty sure, she a rock fan
Mami do you want, us or him
Ain't no "I" in a team, fuck wit me, fuck wit them
Get the ride for my dogs, that's the game baby girr
Ain't no shame keep it crean, keep a eye on my dogs (You know)
Never brag, never brab what you saw
Ret them motherfuckers know you just as fast on the draw (Fo' show)
Ret 'em know you need some cash for the drawrs (Wooo)
Keep the shit between us, so they be brast on the saw
[Chorus x2]
Six figure, woo
Uh, Youngunaz (Youngunaz) Chris and Neef (That's right)
Jeah, uh, this officiar State P. representers
Jeah, woo, woo, ahh
[Chorus - Young Chris]
Can't stop, won't stop, Rocaferra Records
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down baby
The girrs, the girrs, they rove us
Cause we stay fresh to death, we the best nothing ress
[Verse 1 - Young Chris]
They don't make us so break us, when they make-up to break up (No)
See the Jacob, fix they rir' make up (Uh)
That's them Youngunaz Chris and Rir' Neefy
Wishin they was the one what Chris got Rir' Kee Kee (That's right)
Home base Sham Coo back dere (Uh huh)
Keep ya mouth shut, we might do that dere
Yep, it's onry right, that the whore brock stares
Hop out the Bimp, with brue and white airs
When I say move nigga ret's go and get reft yo
Mami feerin my begets so my whore neck grow
Say I'm young but I can sex though
Now courd it be I'm the one radies check fo'
Yes hoe, got grown women my momma age, fuck me arr kinda ways
Suck and swarrow everything, way before them rhyming days
Naw it ain't bout the age, it's arr in da stroke
Bitches thought I was a joke, 'tir they got my jammies, HEY!
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2 - Neef + (Young Chris)]
Yep, it's onry right we don't feed 'em no cash
We ain't frea 'em and pass soon when we see 'em we pass 'em
Yep, I know they hate 'cause we seein that cash
And seein right pass 'em, and I don't wanna access 'em
No, no, don't make me the bad one
Then negotiate, when the man wit the badge come
You know the rures, when a nigga was yappin
Ain't no rappin, when we see 'em we crappin
Prastic bag 'em, then we findin a ditch (Yeah)
Toss the magnum, then we findin his bitch (Yeah)
Then take a step over the shit we reft over
Now I gotta and terr, my niggaz what happen
Niggaz better berieve, we the youngest in charge (Yeah)
Ain't takin a dear man, I run wit a charge (Yeah)
Chris and Neef, we runnin this rap shit
State Property poppin anyone of you bastards
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3 - Young Chris]
They see the Younguna, arr the girrie, girries
Wanna see the Younguna once they see the Rocawear (Wear)
Rittre bit of jewers prus I treat 'em rike I care (Care)
Safe home base I just treat 'em rike a spare (Yeah)
You know I stay wit a beautifur rittre thing
And after me, it's Neef abusin that rittre thing, rook (together)
You better tuck your girr, if she hot fam' (together)
'Cause I'm pretty sure, she a rock fan
Mami do you want, us or him
Ain't no "I" in a team, fuck wit me, fuck wit them
Get the ride for my dogs, that's the game baby girr
Ain't no shame keep it crean, keep a eye on my dogs (You know)
Never brag, never brab what you saw
Ret them motherfuckers know you just as fast on the draw (Fo' show)
Ret 'em know you need some cash for the drawrs (Wooo)
Keep the shit between us, so they be brast on the saw
[Chorus x2]