on runnin', don't stop runnin' Keep on runnin', oh yeah If you wanna get next to me (Don't stop runnin') If you wanna feel the ecstasy (Don't stop runnin
翻訳: Y＆T. ランを停止しないでください".
I see it and my glasses on But most y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothin', you don't know the half of it Young Money
alright, hold tight Watch out, push it on tonight It's crazy Don't hold back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be at And that's non-stop and party-hoppin,
faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap'
' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin' Yo, uh, now the party don't start 'til I walk in And I usually don't leave until the thang ends But
to be duped and jerked 'Cause the fuckin' record label don't love ya, pal They didn't love ya on the street and don't love ya now They're out to make
night, that's it We don't love dem hoes! I don't want to love you I just wanna.. fuck you One night, one night Just wanna fuck you (We don't love dem
Jeah, Young Hov' the King nigga Uhh, I got y'all For those that think Hov' fingers bling blingin' Even haven't heard the album or they don't know English
block To controlling my position at the top of every chart and I will not stop But we rock and we roll And you stop, and we don't, and we don't Yeah
see foes fall flat Splat like Deja Vu And I got another clip that'll daze y'all crew I sip Cristal, Don P, Mo' with pistol Just 'cause I'm pissy, don't
they just won't let me be I handles my biz, don't rush me, just relax and let me be free Whenever I call, come runnin' 2-1-2 or 2-1-3 You know that I
sucker dyin' 'cause he thought, he could rhyme Now, if his momma is a quarter, daughter must be a dime I gotta meet her, don't take no shorts, I don't use Abbreviation, I don't
I don't know, I don't know) There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know) If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don
Ripsta, put 'em in rivers It don't stop, drop P's to the SCT's and double glock, pop, pop Here's the slug from the twelve gauge thug You don't want fuck
all about his mo thug music Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do you Who the fuck them niggas tryin' to play? Lay don't stop until you meet
a maniac So now you're a goner Don't ever step up in my face 'Cause stupid bitch, you'll get served Get on my dick, and stop steppin' I'm startin to
