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memphis bleek - i won't stop lyrics

[intro: memphis bleek]
yea memph bleek(it’s not a game)
get this money(no doubt)
for the nine double(and home i am wit no trouble)
i stumble thru the jungle
yea what y’all want?
uh huh take it personal
that’s right check it out
ey yo

[verse 1: memphis bleek]
i push the bum drop, the m-e-m-p-h man keep the gun hot
and now i live where you come ? i go to war where you bag chicks
floss where you can’t sit, what the f-ck y’all want?
i do the things that you can’t do, fly to the ankle, c-ck pick the shorty
you asleep when i came through, it’s f-cked up what this game’ll do
next thing that’s f-cked up is when i aim at you, spit eight at your range rove
if you ever talk sh-t like i ain’t know, you get it right, i play corners
pocket full of drugs, two dollars from a dub
then i holla i don’t really give a f-ck
we raw, green you ain’t seen before
chicks stink wit a -ss you ain’t squeezed before
got guns now, that hold 16 or more
for you crab -ss n-ggas who wanna meet the floor

[chorus: memphis bleek & (dark half)]
yea i won’t stop(for b-tch n-ggas, broke all yo life affiliate wit rich n-ggas)
i won’t stop(for b-tch n-ggas, broke all yo life affiliate wit rich n-ggas)
i won’t stop(for b-tch n-ggas, broke all yo life affiliate wit rich n-ggas)
i won’t stop(for b-tch n-ggas, broke all yo life affiliate wit rich n-ggas)

[verse 2: memphis bleek]
i’m the type to pull rank, hold shanks, project huss-elar
walk where you can’t m-th-f-cka, for the nine double
my s1 still bubble, test one, you gon feel the m-1 touch you
gunz galore, smoke tons of raw, how you ball before?
never ran the floor, never run scrimmage, if you ever take my image
i’ma see to it you n-ggas gon hemorrhage
bleed from the waist down, leave you face down
for cashin the bricks, bleek spray towns, this game of life
you on the line, i’ll play foul, better p-ss the rock
or jump outta bounds, i get techs in the game
i foul y’all flagrant, hurt y’all severely, you da type that be hatin
sub bleek these n-ggas guard box time
let the bench get in the game and spark that side, muf-cka

- memphis bleek lyrics

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