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Can't Be Stopped (I Know) - Disturbance/I.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Branch, Gold, Sandimanie
[00:00.21]knooooooowwwww,
[00:00.21]I know I can't be stooooopped! [Verse 1]
[00:04.59]Yea, uh, Deala, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
[00:08.64]The definition of trillness, outta the
[00:10.83]South Just that real shit, not anotha bitch runnin' his mouth
[00:14.37]Pay attention,
[00:15.15]I'll explain why
[00:16.05]I can't be stopped
[00:17.13]And how I came to be the man on every neighborhood block
[00:20.07]Bronson, a young fly nigga straight out the slums
[00:23.01]Candy paint on
[00:23.79]Monte Carlos in the decks where
[00:25.26]I'm from Remember when
[00:26.37]I was first back from pullin' the first grab
[00:29.01]Or when the crack came
[00:30.21]I was the nigga with the first slam
[00:32.22]Who wants the 'yours truly', y'all cannot school me
[00:35.13]Put so much coke on the streets,
[00:36.69]Pepsi tried to sue me
[00:37.83]Wearin' a throwback,
[00:39.15]I dropped faces and ? crack
[00:40.89]And if I can't rap, the trap is where
[00:42.75]I'll go back
[00:44.73]This just one dimension, of a nigga spittin
[00:46.56]You're now welcomed to the dawnin of a new beginnin
[00:49.44]I'm the quarterback of crack because it's logical
[00:52.08]Don't want that yay,
[00:52.86]I'll switch up the plate, call me the honorable
[00:55.02]Deala not yo average nigga ridin' nigga dick
[00:58.29]I'm more like a
[00:59.10]Benz 6 ridin' sick nigga
[01:00.93]You know you the ??? darkskinned, heavily tatted ??? spark ten, heavily gatted
[01:06.63]C'mon dawg, you can't **** with me, leave it alone
[01:09.90]I got killaz on standby, breathe and it's on
[01:12.39]If this truly is a game then
[01:13.68]I'm the legend who wrote it
[01:14.97]And be careful 'cause the bases ain't the only thing loaded
[01:17.82]I knooooooowwwww,
[01:18.06]I know I can't be stooooopped! (I can't be stopped, I can't be stopped!) [Verse 2]
[01:25.02]Chrome wheelz on the 600, nuthin' but wood
[01:26.70]I-Double,
[01:27.30]DTP, we ain't nuthin' but hood
[01:29.37]You still tryina get a deal, but yo time's runnin' out
[01:32.25]You diarrhea in yo ass, the shit's not comin' out
[01:35.13]Okay, you dropped a lil' album, still got no ends
[01:38.13]I made more in a month doin '
[01:39.96]Cris ad libs
[01:40.95]Do a background check on me, see how
[01:43.20]I live Don't let that
[01:44.31]Mac ground spit homey, think of yo kids
[01:46.74]Down hea, we for real, not just wordz and a rap
[01:49.59]Deala nigga!
[01:50.31]The same love in the burbs or the trap
[01:52.68]I can bang witchu, slang witchu, ride when
[01:55.11]I need to
[01:55.74]Drop somethin', cop somethin', slide when
[01:58.05]I need to
[01:58.50]You don't know me and all the warz that
[02:00.63]I've fought
[02:01.20]In the club, ***** the bottle, whole bar gets bought
[02:04.08]Bronson! I'ma made man, you do the knowledge
[02:07.11]All you is just middle school, see me in college
[02:09.96]****ing rimz are not legal, nigga's learnin' permit
[02:12.36]Me, I ride on grown men and the mirror's the tint
[02:15.57]Y'all niggas not quiet
[02:16.83]Ludacris, nowhere near
[02:18.30]Shawnna A mill ???
[02:19.77]Fate, and
[02:20.28]Tity some otha drama
[02:21.48]And Tit' needs to get the title let alone the respect
[02:24.24]On every block
[02:25.17]I been on, not only the deck
[02:27.24]It's the same shit, different day
[02:29.01]I'm stuck in my ways
[02:30.27]DTP, we run the streets until
[02:31.86]I'm stuck in the grave
[02:47.67]I knooooooowwwww,
[02:47.91]I know I can't be stooooopped! [Repeat 4X]
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作曲 : Branch, Gold, Sandimanie
knooooooowwwww,
I know I can't be stooooopped!
Yea, uh, Deala, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
The definition of trillness, outta the
South Just that real shit, not anotha bitch runnin' his mouth
Pay attention,
I'll explain why
I can't be stopped
And how I came to be the man on every neighborhood block
Bronson, a young fly nigga straight out the slums
Candy paint on
Monte Carlos in the decks where
I'm from Remember when
I was first back from pullin' the first grab
Or when the crack came
I was the nigga with the first slam
Who wants the 'yours truly', y'all cannot school me
Put so much coke on the streets,
Pepsi tried to sue me
Wearin' a throwback,
I dropped faces and ? crack
And if I can't rap, the trap is where
I'll go back
This just one dimension, of a nigga spittin
You're now welcomed to the dawnin of a new beginnin
I'm the quarterback of crack because it's logical
Don't want that yay,
I'll switch up the plate, call me the honorable
Deala not yo average nigga ridin' nigga dick
I'm more like a
Benz 6 ridin' sick nigga
You know you the ??? darkskinned, heavily tatted ??? spark ten, heavily gatted
C'mon dawg, you can't **** with me, leave it alone
I got killaz on standby, breathe and it's on
If this truly is a game then
I'm the legend who wrote it
And be careful 'cause the bases ain't the only thing loaded
I knooooooowwwww,
I know I can't be stooooopped! (I can't be stopped, I can't be stopped!)
Chrome wheelz on the 600, nuthin' but wood
I-Double,
DTP, we ain't nuthin' but hood
You still tryina get a deal, but yo time's runnin' out
You diarrhea in yo ass, the shit's not comin' out
Okay, you dropped a lil' album, still got no ends
I made more in a month doin '
Cris ad libs
Do a background check on me, see how
I live Don't let that
Mac ground spit homey, think of yo kids
Down hea, we for real, not just wordz and a rap
Deala nigga!
The same love in the burbs or the trap
I can bang witchu, slang witchu, ride when
I need to
Drop somethin', cop somethin', slide when
I need to
You don't know me and all the warz that
I've fought
In the club, ***** the bottle, whole bar gets bought
Bronson! I'ma made man, you do the knowledge
All you is just middle school, see me in college
****ing rimz are not legal, nigga's learnin' permit
Me, I ride on grown men and the mirror's the tint
Y'all niggas not quiet
Ludacris, nowhere near
Shawnna A mill ???
Fate, and
Tity some otha drama
And Tit' needs to get the title let alone the respect
On every block
I been on, not only the deck
It's the same shit, different day
I'm stuck in my ways
DTP, we run the streets until
I'm stuck in the grave
I knooooooowwwww,
I know I can't be stooooopped!