Beatnuts

Beatnuts - Ya Don't Stop lyrics

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You don't stop, you keep on(X3)<br />

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Fashion-<br />

Hey it's the junkyard nigga, kid, you know what I'm about<br />

Puffin' on a fat one, guzzlin' a Guinness Stout<br />

Bonin' BITCHES on a regular, word up, my game is lethal<br />

That's my word, I'm tellin ya<br />

Livin' foul like a motherfucka, that's the way it's been<br />

Ever since I was a shorty, sucker<br />

So don't even try to flex, I'll put a round in your chest<br />

And leave you in a fuckin' mess<br />

Niggas know my style they be playin', if I have to catch a body<br />

I will, know what I'm sayin'?<br />

Niggas from Corona don't be havin' it, you put your face in my grill<br />

I'll be stabbin' it<br />

You fuck around and catch a bad one, I'll kill you like a 6pack<br />

And put you in a bag, son<br />

And I still ain't frontin', fully loaded keg shells<br />

Ready to go huntin'<br />

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You don't stop, you keep on(X2)<br />

Many MC's that defeated me, please wave your arm<br />

You don't stop, you keep on(X2)<br />

Many MC's that defeated me, please wave your arm<br />

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Psycho Les-<br />

I come equipped with shit that's fucken wicked, damn<br />

Niggers can't fuck with the program<br />

I take a stand and look down the clip<br />

I take a swig and then spark up the spliff(boom)<br />

Niggas know the time with The Beatnuts funk<br />

John Wayne got smoked when I popped the trunk, punk<br />

I told you once and I won't tell you twice, I smoke the blunts<br />

And we won't pay the price<br />

For pussy or any fuckin' mass , plus I'm raw dogstyle<br />

In your girls ass, ho, OOH! I think I just came<br />

Stud's break didn't work, I guess it's all in your brain<br />

Shit smells like demon spirit, herb that funk like this<br />

Punk, you can't come near it, so fear it<br />

Or you'll go out like the priest<br />

Don't you know that I'm the wicked nigga from the East,Coast<br />

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You don't stop, you keep on(X2)<br />

Many MC's have disappeared, please wave your arm<br />

(A third of the trio in the house)<br />

You don't stop, you keep on(X2)<br />

Many MC's have disappeared, please wave your arm<br />

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Fashion-<br />

Ooh child, motherfuckas bound with the licks<br />

Oh shit', I'm hittin' niggas sick with my tricks<br />

So throw up styles that blow up whiles I go<br />

On with the flow, better act like you know, hey <br />

But I won't take no prisoners, got shit for his-n'-hers<br />

Fucks up you all, when the nuts have a ball<br />

Cause we don't play, blast brains with the smoker<br />

Get fucked up when we toke with the joker<br />

And, never let me see you cryin' heads start to fly<br />

And it's time for their dyin'<br />

And I'ma get real deep, fall into a sleep <br />

Knock a freak in my sheets, man, fuck countin' sheep<br />

And come on, step on up and meet my Tek<br />

Either fill you full of wholes, or ring your fuckin' neck<br />

'Cause I'ma let off and bust a shot in your eye<br />

Make way motherfucks, it's the real superfly!<br />

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Yeah, yeah, yo,yo,yo, HO<br />

Where the fuck is my liquor?<br />

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YOU, BITCH!

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