Young gunz - Can t stop won t stop Lyrics Young gunz - Can t stop won t stop Lyrics Young gunz - Can t stop won t stop Lyrics

[Intro Young Chris + Neef]
Six figure, woo
Uh, Youngunaz Youngunaz Chris and Neef That s right
Jeah, uh, this official State P. representers
Jeah, woo, woo, ahh

[Chorus Young Chris]
Can t stop, won t stop, Rocafella Records
Cause we, we get down baby, we get down baby
The girls, the girls, they love us
Cause we stay fresh to death, we the best nothing less

[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 lil make up Uh
That s them Youngunaz Chris and Lil Neefy
Wishin they was the one what Chris got Lil 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 only right, that the whole block stares
Hop out the Bimp, with blue and white airs
When I say move nigga let s go and get left yo
Mami feelin my begets so my whole neck glow
Say I m young but I can sex though
Now could it be I m the one ladies check fo
Yes hoe, got grown women my momma age, fuck me all kinda ways
Suck and swallow everything, way before them rhyming days
Naw it ain t bout the age, it s all in da stroke
Bitches thought I was a joke, til they got my jammies, HEY!

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2 Neef + Young Chris]
Yep, it s only right we don t feed em no cash
We ain t flea 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 rules, when a nigga was yappin
Ain t no rappin, when we see em we clappin
Plastic 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 left over
Now I gotta and tell, my niggaz what happen
Niggaz better believe, we the youngest in charge Yeah
Ain t takin a deal 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, all the girlie, girlies
Wanna see the Younguna once they see the Rocawear Wear
Little bit of jewels plus I treat em like I care Care
Safe home base I just treat em like a spare Yeah
You know I stay wit a beautiful little thing
And after me, it s Neef abusin that little thing, look together
You better tuck your girl, 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 girl
Ain t no shame keep it clean, keep a eye on my dogs You know
Never brag, never blab what you saw
Let them motherfuckers know you just as fast on the draw Fo show
Let em know you need some cash for the drawls Wooo
Keep the shit between us, so they be blast on the saw

[Chorus x2]

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