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stoppin ain't our style - deala lyrics

[intro: deala & lil’ lee]
whassup, ya know what the f*ck this track ’bout?
(fo, sho, man, it’s a real sh*t, we neva stoppin’, ya know what i’m sayin’)
yeah, so let’s make dat sh*t dope

[1 verse: deala]
i burst out droppin’ new feat with this n*gga lil’ lee
b*tches from the f*ckin’ hood wanna get down n try to suck the d*ck of the real men
while they drinkin’ the f*ckin’ tea
ya actually don’t wanna be them
‘cuz my homie gonna put his sh*t in yo’ ass n make a stamp
you can get locked up in the m*th*f*ckin’ cellar
if you ain’t give the dough back, we’ll brin’ there your m*th*f*ckin’ fella
tryna make it loud everytime i makin’ new sh*t
sl*ts always make it fast n try to cross the m*th*f*ckin’ street
there’s deala drivin’ by on the black car with the tints n gonna bust a cap in the ass of yo’ pimp
after all this sh*t, it will be hard fo’ dat m*th*f*cka to get home n his legs gonna limp
ya readin’ these lyrics n yo’ mind is blown
that b*tch found anotha assh0l* to recieve the dough but he ain’t well*known
in some years i’ll got a long wheels on the air suspension
the main thang is tony montana ain’t got proper security in his mansion
you’d better go to the pub n there do the best to find the sh*t to get f*cked up
then yo’ buddy try to get ya out n make you at home get locked up
we ain’t still in the phat cars mobbin’
the main thang of dat track is we neva stoppin’
[chorus: deala & lil’ lee]
neva stoppin’, really don’t give a d*mn if your car ain’t hoppin’ dat means yo’ homies posse up from yo’ hizzle n you won’t be able mobbin’

[2 verse: lil’ lee] x2
i make it look it easy free throw
if i’m doing great let me know
dripping to hard mop the floor
i do not chill with fake n*ggas cause i’m the coolest rapper in the area no you don’t know me cause i like the gucci gang across the border and i buy expensive taste ohh “yeah skrr and sh*t ”

[chorus]

[3 verse: deala]
came across the hard m*th*f*ckas who are stout?
dat’s will be a reckonin’ day fo’ the assh0l* like you, so already can bail out
before we step into yo’ f*ckin’ modern room n make you fail out
deala comes on his street to see how it’s goin’ n everyone acclaims
step on the hood, my homies get assembled n wanna play some games
b*tches wanna f*ck with us but they are dirty, so we gonna f*ck dope dames
we neva stoppin’ f’real n dat’s true
wanna diss our track with your assh0l*s, you won’t even be able to copy the lyrics, ‘cuz we’ll come for you
actin’ accordin’ to the modern assh0l*s to make it cool
don’t be a d*ckhead, ‘cuz we got what ya wanna do, fool
stay in the hut n don’t shove you f*ckin’ nose, ya know who gonna rule
albeit, make a punch in the head of yours
ya still ain’t use the m*th*f*ckin’ floss
in order to get rid of the blood
but ya think ya can posse up to anotha country? we gonna make you dissapoint, ya can meet face*to*face with the flood
wheneva we got some trash in our room
we call upon you to get rid of dat sh*t usin’ the m*th*f*ckin’ broom
makin’ it actin’ up? ya can’t run away, ‘cuz we loom
see yo’ fat ass on the street kickin’ in doors by a new car?
we will cover dat dirty*cheap with the tar
after all this sh*t you’ll be actin’ like a wild
ya must know stoppin’ ain’t our style
[outro: deala & lil’ lee]
even if we talkin’ ’bout the total sh*t, we neva lie, always play it straight, ya know what i’m sayin’
(no one n nuthin’ can stop us f’real, so, just get the f*ck out if you don’t like our real sh*t)

- deala lyrics

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