j.pri¢e no stopping şarkı sözleri
Yeah
Ion know who they think they talking bout stopping
When they say they gon stop a nigga
Can't be talking bout me, ya feel
Say who the f*ck you stopping
Who the f*ck you watching
Why the hell these niggas saying they plotting
Knowing that I got it
Know a young nigga with that problem
Know my goons with me we gon solve em
Price that's what they call him
Cause that nigga so paid
He gon ball like fade-away
He gon ball like MJ
Yea I do this every day
All yall niggas really pussy and y'all play
I do this on my own nigga
23 ima grown nigga
Smoking gas it's that's scrong nigga
I really got it if I said so
I get my bread from the get go
These niggas lames and they really hoes
I can't relate witcha
I can't even go to the cookout
And get a plate witcha
I can't even kickback and smoke
And get a eighth witcha
I can't even say that we hang witcha
We ain't witcha
When I spit these rhymes
It's like I paint pictures
When I spit these rhymes
You feel my pain different
Rolling up a blee the ones that ain't with us
Ima make sho that y'all stay with us
All my angels watch over me
All these haters plot over me
They just want me fallen
They don't wanna see me balling
Big labels and they calling
Money what I'm raking in
Like it was leaves up on my lawn
I'm really playing chess
Ima king and you a pawn
You can't compete when you chilling in Milan
With a bad lil jawn
And she giving you jaw
Like damn, this is how a nigga built fo real
I'm really ill when I get up on this mic I kill
Like I was bill
And f*ck all these labels and all they deals
If it ain't a hunnid mill
I multiply to a bill
I'm really from the south side of the hill how we deal
You know a young nigga way too trill
They gon feel
In they spirit, they fear it, I'm coming right now
Jprice is the king gon and give me my crown
I'm running my town
In love with my sound
I'm going round for round
Pound for pound
Like Tyson in his prime, 97 I was born
I'm built ready for war
I'm dangerous you can't ignore
I'm really too nice with it
This is all off the mind ain't gotta write with it
And I just got a melody
And I ain't even put a hook
And ima keep on killing game
And ima leave ya bitch hooked
When she take one look
She see a young nigga
With a whole lot of status
With a whole lot of cabbage
And she know I gotta have it
Cause balling it's a habit
Pussy niggas mane they lame
That's why we kicking back and laughing

