can T Be Stopped lyrics

f/ Infamous 20 (I-20)

I knooooooowwwww, I know I can`t be stooooopped!

[Verse 1]
Yea, uh, Deala, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
The definition of trillness, outta the South
Just that real shit, not anotha nigga runnin` his mouth
Pay attention, I`ll explain why I can`t be stopped
And how I came to be the man on every neighborhood block
Bronson, a young fly nigga straight out the slums
Candy paint on Monte Carlos in the decks where I`m from
Remember when I was first back from pullin` the first grab
Or when the crack came I was the nigga with the first slam
Who wants the `yours truly`, y`all cannot school me
Put so much coke on the streets, Pepsi tried to sue me
Wearin` a throwback, I dropped faces and ? crack
And if I can`t rap, the trap is where I`ll go back
This just one dimension, of a nigga spittin
You`re now welcomed to the dawnin of a new beginnin
I`m the quarterback of crack because it`s logical
Don`t want that yay, I`ll switch up the plate, call me the honorable
Deala not yo average dick ridin` bitch nigga
I`m more like a Benz 6 ridin` sick nigga
You know you the ??? darkskinned, heavily tatted
??? spark ten, heavily gatted
C`mon dawg, you can`t fuck with me, leave it alone
I got killaz on standby, breathe and it`s on
If this truly is a game then I`m the legend who wrote it
And be careful cuz the bases ain`t the only thing loaded

I knooooooowwwww, I know I can`t be stooooopped!
(I can`t be stopped, I can`t be stopped!)

[Verse 2]
Chrome wheelz on the 600, nuthin` but wood
I-Double, DTP, we ain`t nuthin` but hood
You still tryina get a deal, but yo time`s runnin` out
You diarrhea in yo ass, the shit`s not comin` out
Okay, you dropped a lil` album, still got no ends
I made more in a month doin `Cris ad libs
Do a background check on me, see how I live
Don`t let that Mac ground spit homey, think of yo kids
Down hea, we for real, not just wordz and a rap
Deala bitch! The same love in the burbs or the trap
I can bang witchu, slang witchu, ride when I need to
Drop somethin`, cop somethin`, slide when I need to
You don`t know me and all the warz that I`ve fought
In the club, fuck the bottle, whole bar gets bought
Bronson! I`ma made man, you do the knowledge
All you is just middle school, see me in college
Pussy rimz are not legal, fuck a learnin` permit
Me, I ride on grown men and the mirror`s the tint
Y`all niggaz not quiet Ludacris, nowhere near Shawnna
A mill ??? Fate, and Tity some otha drama
And Tit` needs to get the title let alone the respect
On every block I been on, not only the deck
It`s the same shit, different day, I`m stuck in my ways
DTP, we run the streets until I`m stuck in the grave

I knooooooowwwww, I know I can`t be stooooopped!
(Repeat 4X)
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