Slow Pain - Ain't Never Gonna Stop lyrics

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The game ain't never gonna stop

My hustle never gonna stop, no

We ain't gon' stop

No matter what you do (Ain't, never gonna stop)

We ain't never gon' stop

Cause we've got this on lock (This on lock)

We'll always stay on top

We never gonna stop (Never gonna stop)

I used to hustle on the street

Put Nikes on my feet (Cortez)

Hustlin' on the street made my heart skip a beat (Damn)

Could be from a corner, slangin' dimes and dubs (What you mean)

Handcuffed to the hood

Stuck in the mud (I'm stuck)

I love my music

My money, and I love my hood

That's why I wish I hit the lotto

To make it good (Dear God)

I put grass in the park, it's where them little ones play

And put murals on the wall where them little thugs spray

"Oh yeah... "

"Ain't never gonna stop... "

"Ain't never gonna stop... "

"I can't stop it... "

"I can't stop it... "

Raza, if you feel me, you really down to ride (My people)

Wipe them tears from your eye, wave that snake and eagle high (Mexican flag)

Blood in, blood out

Homie, I'm bound by honor

I'm a G from the streets, it's just American Me (Damn)

I love them boulevard nights

Rollin' in my low-low

Slow Pain the cholo and the homie Danny Traylo

Lil' Rob, that's family

Homie made it to the top

I got your back, 1218, I'm right here with a glock (Right here)

What they achieve just sound strange, it's a family thang

Get at me for anything, I'm the Cali, the King (I got you)

Carlos Coy was still grindin'

Fightin' the fight

That's the homie SPM, I got your back for life (South Park)

It's do or die, fuck the system just to hold us back (Fuck 'em)

That's why they

Lock us up, and they never come back (Chale)

I'm a speak in the name of the game

Fuck the fortune and the fame

It's a Mexican thang

And I love it, what (I love it, mayne)

No we, won't stop

No we, won't stop

Even, after

I'm gone

We've got this on lock

Around the block

No matter what

You say, oh

Puttin' nets on them rims

In them schoolyards (My rims)

Bringin' back that old school respect to the boulevard (Old school)

I'm a O.G. and my daddy taught me right

About the rules of the game, son

Win the fight

Cross my tees, throw my pitch, show love to them G's (O.G.'s)

Never sport a white tee without a sick ass crease

Play them oldies all day

That's some real music (Real stuff)

Love Between A Boy And Girl and Eighteen With A Bullet (Yah I mean)

Got my finger on a trigger and I'm not afraid to pull it (Pull it)

Kill another man

God won't let me do it (Thank God)

Got respect on the streets

And this crazy game (Crazy streets)

When I see my raza die, I'm cryin' from the pain (Cryin')

"Ain't never gonna stop... "

"Ain't never gonna stop... "

"I can't stop it... "

"I can't stop it... "