We Won`t Stop lyrics ( Big Moe )
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[Big Moe]
Son of a bitches got my name in they mouth
I knock they woman down and leave my drawers at
they house
[Z-Ro]
Better not run up on Big Moe, leave that boy
alone
[Big Moe]
Stankin and swinging on niggas like I was Roy
Jones
Motorola, benjamin folder, slab holder
Crushing these motherfuckers bout the size of a
polar
Bear, I swear, you better beware
I'ma let it go leaving bout spots in your
hair
Life is hard but it's fare ain't nothing for
free
Get off my balls you niggas ain't taking nothing
from me
Cause I done mashed, for my cash
And if I got to go now I get down and mash
I'm still gangsta man, you better feel that,
ain't nobody
Wrecking the shop where nigga kill at get your
wig peeled back
M, my inventions, stay out of mine
Have you limping, to a crawl you out of time
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
H-Town streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial
plot
D-Town streets shermed out soldiers on the
block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your
pistol a cock
Little Rock streets it be too hot, get your
glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial
plot
Louisana streets shermed out soldiers on the
block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your
pistol a cock
[Z-Ro]
I'm a Mo City soldier and I'ma be quick to give
my pistol a cock
When I be dumping on son of a bitches bout a
regular lot
Don't come around here with no plex, fuck
around
And pull out the jaws of life and snatch your
dome smooth off your neck
To my people when I call collect my fond money
under my bed
And I'ma jump on when I touch down and keep
bringing it to they head
Hell naw I ain't never been scared, a bit of
thing inside myself
Cause I might accidentally bust me out these
guns on myself
Being the king of the Killa Klan and Disco Dan
and from the Tre
May a slug hit you spit your fuck miss and your
uh reefer done J
Blue and gray or red and black ain't no set
tripping cause we down
Leaving a trail of bloody murders through your
city and through your town
Who would you run to, would you light up like a
woman or pull a gun fool
And on top of decision making we ain't having
none of that riff-raff
Fuck around and open you up just like a big
slash
[Chorus]
Chi-Town streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial
plot
New York streets shermed out soldiers on the
block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your
pistol a cock
? streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial
plot
Florida streets, shermed out soldiers on the
block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your
pistol a cock
[Dirty &]
We got bars and stripes, boy and sprites
Polite on mics the type of cats that keep boys
on pipe
With they jaws on extra tight, and they extra
hype
Full of that shit to make us and they drawers
ignite
And we gone fatten the fire, fuel and flames
Get them brains, leaving gangsta we off the
chain
Who run trains till they off the track,
wolfpack
Up in Playboy mansion I have all these bunnies
back
We got money stacks, homes and lacs
Farms and gats for any ?tom dick hairy and
jack?
Who want to know where our hearts be at, come
hear the
Clickity clack, rock-a-bye baby baby, back
back
We can do it like this and we can do it like
that
Crack your hands high here's your skull cap to
hoes
Snap a photo for your folks and close your
favorite pack of smokes
Cheater, we ain't no joke it's cut throat style
we won't stop
[Chorus]
Memphis streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial
plot
L.A. streets shermed out soldiers on the
block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your
pistol a cock
Detroit streets it be too hot, get your glock
It don't stop, unless you want to cop a burial
plot
Dirty Third streets shermed out soldiers on the
block
It don't stop, and it be quick to give your
pistol a cock
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