Young Gunz - Can't Stop, Won't Stop Lyrics
(feat. Chingy )
[Intro] Young Chris, Young Neef, and Chingy
[Young Chris:] Ok. . .Young Gunnaz. . .Ok.
[Young Chris:] That's right.
[Young Chris:] Young Gunz featuring Chingy.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse #1 Young Neef]
Yup, It's only right that we make it a remix.
Young Gunnaz, and Chingy just to give it a lil' twist.
Next generation, you better stay focused.
Youngaz before they time, man you already know this.
Ball 'em, never call 'em, kick 'em out before their moment.
It seem like once you done, they start drawlin'.
You never have 'em, so you cuff 'em, when you grab him.
I treat 'em all the same, even the bad ones.
Go magnum, rose gold chain, for show aim.
Four four magnum, tell C and P when they done better blast 'em.
I be laid back, smokin' bags, playin' Madden.
You know we tap 'em, middle room, bathroom, living room, bathroom, sit at home cap 'em.
You got it, It's nothin' I had 'em, you can have 'em.
Seein' Neef we the streets, Gunnaz we the last one.
[Chorus Young Chris, and Chingy in the brackets]
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
Can't Stop, Won't Stop Chingy, and the Gunnaz.
'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down.
The girls, the girls they love us (say what).
(Look she right thurr).
(Her man he right thurr).
[Verse #2 Chingy]
Man, I Can't Stop, Won't Stop.
Girl, quit actin' like ya can't pop, won't drop.
To the flo' I move crowds like I moved hop.
Man, '94 on the block, hand full on my jock.
You wanna' know, It's official when I step up in it.
You wanna' party, lemme' get the YG's, and we a be thurr in a minute.
Maybe chicken-head wit' it.
I'm in the Authentic, get it boy Jersey G.I.B hat fitted.
Runnin' ten a world, we did it (did what?)
Got the boxed up Benz, Range, and got both 'em get it.
Ching-aling, worldwide girl (worldwide girl).
Playa', and I'm Pimpin' you never seen my thural side (uh).
The girls, the girls they love me (love me).
You know I stay fresh 'till death, like Doug E. (Doug E.)
I step in the spot, these cats they mug me (mug me).
Got drank, in row so meet me at the Club E.
[Chorus]
[Verse #3 Young Chris]
Neefy, and Chris wicked game, wicked chick.
One had to pay a dime, pay in no mind.
It's quite obserd, just sayin' the right words.
I like nice hurr, titties, and nice curves.
Givin' neck dose, smokin' on a bag fa' sho'.
Shaawty's catch everything, everytime I let go (okay).
I get her poppin', and let 'em finish the rest yo.
And when I'm lookin' for a girl, why I check fo'.
Need me a chick, that'll see me squeeze the fifth.
On the court, pleed the fifth, never leave me for a check.
But, the Visa on the whip, so overseas get the bricks.
Bringin' all 'dat cake, that's what I need for you to do.
I be heated if you skip, bring it all back straight.
Rock on me, we pop homey, drink it all back straight.
Better warn me, ya bareta on me.
Baby all 'dat hate, will lead to you losin' all that weight.
Holla' at ya boy!
[Chorus]
[Chingy, and Young Neef in the brackets]
Wow, wow, wow, wow, look at those hoes (they're they go).
[Chingy, and Young Neef together]
Wow, wow, wow, wow, look at all those hoes (they're they at).
[Chorus]
[Then fades out]
Young Gunz - Can't Stop, Won't Stop Lyrics
[Intro - Neef]
Yo C, They thought we wasn't gonna come
with something for the club, Check it out
[Hook - 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 One - 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 Young gunaz Chris and Lil Neefy
Wishin they was the one what Chris got Lil Kee Kee (That's right)
Home base Sham Coo back there (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 baguettes 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!
[Hook - 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
[Jay-Z]
Hold up, stop wait, reverse the tape
(Beat changes to Clipse - Grindin' beat)
[Hook - 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 Two - Jay-Z]
Chris, we ballin' in the drop top, open Sky
Somethin' foreign, soarin' One-forty-five
To god is callin' for my body let my spirit fly
I want it all uh, no lie
Picture me ballin' poppin' somethin important
Pedal floorin' clutch poppin' boppin' to Lauren
Now picture me.
[Verse Three - 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 clap em'
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
[Hook - Young Chris (Repeat 2x)]
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 Four - Young Chris]
They see the Young gunna, all the girlie, girlies
Wanna see the Young gunna 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' sho')
Let 'em know you need some cash for the drawls (Wooo)
Keep the shit between us, so they be blast on the saw
[Hook - Young Chris (Repeat 2x)]
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
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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