Bloods & Crips

Bloods & Crips - Can't Stop, Won't Stop lyrics

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Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops



[LIL' HAWK]

Blood in, blood out

Steppin' up in my fresh red Chucks

All Crabs run up and all Crabs get rushed

Damn now I gots to watch my back again

Hooked up with the homies Mr. Mack and the 10

Cause if it's on then it's on let the funk begin

I'm goin' out like a soldier C and the M

45 on my lap 4 extra clips and

Lil' boy flue you don't wanna set trip

It ain't no stoppin' this shit

But you wouldn't have known

That them Crenshaw Mafia niggas keeps it rollin'

Cause if it's gon' pop then let it pop

Cause nigga with me is like I can't stop and I won't stop



Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops



[LANIAK]

Tanqueray is the drink that gots me fucked up

So the first thang that I would like to say is West Up!

To my motherfuckin' Damu down Figueroa, the Mafioso

My East Side nigga Mango be up your homie but fuck a hoe though

My intro so way you need to ?nickel? gangsterism

I'm fadin' niggas, fadin' their evil back is gettin with 'em, plus I'm

Hittin' on a motherfuckin' ??

Until I dizzie bitch

I'll be high off chronic

I got these shouts out to my nigga Hawk duece

From Lil' Laniak duece

Because my nigga gets loose

To y'all niggas that's strapped I respect that

But still watch your back cause Laniak is bustin' Tecs back

It don't stop



Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops



[GREEN EYES]

Now as I'm takin' the motherfuckin' phoney to the brains

My niggas claim that I'm insane on Crabs I'm goin' nuts main

Pumpin' lead in they ass like everyday

And make your fuckin' mama holler out C-K

Green Eyes - the 104 Blood gangsta

Promotin' Bloods and for Crabs I has no love

Shouts to the W's, SWANS, LANES and A.P.B.'s

FIVE LINE BOUNTY HUNTERS, B.P.S. and the I.N.G.'s

?? I can't forget about the CRENSHAW MAFIOSOS

And all my motherfucking homies claimin' WEIRDO



Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop



[BATMAN]

Oh shit

.9 millermetre Crabs get served

I got the Blood, the G, the Cherry Koolay

And the Thunderbird

My motherfuckin' homies who be hangin' the Deuce

??? Freeze and niggas like me

We get loose

I put in work I drop a Crab nigga with my Glock

And when 'em hollow points spits I make his heart stop

We Bloods is anybody killer when I'm watching my back

Rebuilt the shadow of death

Is killing all blacks

?? the power is them eyes

Keep them motherfuckers peeled

And don't be a victim you get that ass killed

Crabs don't get caught slippin'

Don't stop won't stop

Eastside Swans, head to tip to top, Blood



Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops



[YANK]

Click-click-bang was the sound of Glock 40, main

Five Lines four deep looking for some Rips to fade

Stabbin' down Imperial but ain't nothing poppin'

Buffle up on Brenshaw now we headed towards Bompton

At the 120th he had got stopped by the redlight

I grab the glizock I got the ?? and I grip that motherfucker tight

And I just might circle back around I finished

Pour one in your chest and watch your breath the man is quick

Fuck it, I'm messed up

And the Hunters is the blame, automatic is the weapon Gangsta Yank

Is my name

The Hunters can't stop and they won't stop



Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops



[POPS & DOG]

It's the P-O-P-S finna roll ya

C-K all day young motherfuckin' soldier

It's the Y-G Gangsta creep that bank ya, fuck Crabs

I break you down without a sound now I'm rollin your zig-zags

Uh, the shit that they claim makes me laugh

I tricky Rickets' life, we roll 'em up then I smoke their ass

Bloooooooood, I'm comin with that flow of the gangsta shit

I fuck this Crab bitch because she loved Bloods' dicks

I guess this static just gots to be your downfall

C-K when I'm sprayin' and I'm layin' down all y'all

I move creep real swift from the shoulders

If you press the issue then I gotta dismiss you

I'm the G Poppa D and I can't stop

I'm the Y-G D-O-G and I won't stop, fuck the Crabs



Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop

C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops..
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