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nonstop - c-mob lyrics

[intro: bg bulletwound& c*mob]
yeah
it’s my time

[verse 1: bg bulletwound]
telling everybody in the game that i’m anxious
to make it
out of the dirt
and get famous
want everybody to know what my name is
basically
i just want a little bit of fame from the words that i keep on jotting down on a page
i’mma brain that might just be a little bit insane
tame till the day somebody mention my name
i’mma maim everybody in the game to get money
train to sever jugular veins and get bl**dy
take a couple of names
bread crumble a james
make a couplе of changes
only rubble remains
i’m sick with thе rap like a sickness of rap like caray
hit with a bat you buried
switched when i’m p*ssed like harry
just admit when i spit i’m scary
i’m on crack when i’m put on the track and attack till i attract a mass of people across the map
you wanna get it, we can do it
i’m all for that
hit em with the venom till they’re all falling back
it’s like mike shinoda, mixed with a little bit of e*shaman a1 yoda
little but of crooked i
little but of apathy
and put em all in front of the microphone, i might snap on anybody
hit they body, get up when they stick em, when i get em i’mma split em be a victim to the rhythm when i’m flipping get em sh*tting
when they listen to me sh*tting on the mission to twist up the words that i’ve written
but seventy getting me known
waiting to get in the throne
everyone letting em know soon as i get in the door
i’mma be wrecking the show
really just waiting to blow
and i’ll be stacking the dough
off of the wraps i flow
[hook: bc bulletwound & c*mob] (x2)
i can’t stop
floor em when i know that i’mma get that dough
go nonstop
every minute that i’m in it till the big states grow
oh my god
and they say when they hear a man spit that flow
i’mma hit that dro, i’mma get that hoe, i’mma spit that flow
till i get that dough

[verse 2: grewsum]
keeping cattle for automatics with static
if n*ggas be trynna fade a n*gga think a n*gga want some
you better pick that motherf*cker ‘for you creep that motherf*cker
hit a n*gga real hard with a sawed*off
motherf*ckers better know when i ride by really big things will happen quick when i slide by
me and medusa we f*ck around with them n*ggas and leave a full static so motherf*cker we can get it on now
do you really wanna do it, do you really wanna grewsum
cause you bullet when the mob on yo ass high
you can barely call my pistol
how the h*ll you think it hit you
i’mma motherf*cking star with a shotgun
and the way that i’m doing it c*cksucker
you can never wild out you never find out, pull another nine out
told em “go to timeout”
murder the rest of my k!llers that watch and feel me bow down
do you really wanna hang me?
do you really wanna do me?
do you really wanna fight me?
do you really wanna shoot?
motherf*cker you can bring it on
you can bring it in the streets and we can get it on (yeah)
everybody all know that i’mma gangster in the streets lil n*ggas don’t doubt me
cause i hate to be the one to put a hole in your head
cause you didn’t find nothing out bout me
[hook: bc bulletwound & c*mob] (x2)
i can’t stop
floor em when i know that i’mma get that dough
go nonstop
every minute that i’m in it till the big states grow
oh my god
and they say when they hear a man spit that flow
i’mma hit that dro, i’mma get that hoe, i’mma spit that flow
till i get that dough

[verse 3: c*mob]
do it for the money and i gotta get the bread quick
anyone who wanna stop me get their head split
might wanna hate but you better not have said sh*t
unless you really wanna end up as a dead b*tch
you don’t wanna meddle with my money or i’ll level every building on your block when i’m hot like a devil
i’mma cook em like gretel in the pot and the kettle
and i never will settle for the rocks that you peddled
i do it for the big dough
that’s what i spit for
everybody said that i be coming with a sick flow
verbally hit hoes, lyrically kick those
weapon of choice is a pad and a pencil
can’t stop like i was a rhyme machine
it’s time for green
i never claimed “i’m the king”
but i still want ya to kiss my diamond ring
and the hoes suck on my d*ck behind the scenes
i’mma shine supreme
dame utilized the vest
i never blink when i stare into the eyes of death
so put their lives to rest
i jeopardize your flesh
and leave you, your family, and all your guys depressed
you wanna sit?
and count i got a half a mill on the table
that the game made me cause i’m willing and abled
and i bet you’re really trynna be k!lling as hazel
but you better watch out when i’m feeling unstable
and i’mma cut em in shreds like i cut a head bled
all over the bed spread
you dared to share too much
red, then i flipped with the bread, i said too much
fed full of drenal’s of lead and sped through guts
yes indeed, i love my guns
so look out when i clutch two bravely
you will see c*mob and the record label
i be in em yelling out, “f*ck you pay me” because
[hook: bc bulletwound & c*mob] (x2)
i can’t stop
floor em when i know that i’mma get that dough
go nonstop
every minute that i’m in it till the big states grow
oh my god
and they say when they hear a man spit that flow
i’mma hit that dro, i’mma get that hoe, i’mma spit that flow
till i get that dough

- c mob lyrics

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