Тональность: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
Eb
Fm
Gm
Don't stop, never stop,
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
can't stop
Don't stop, never stop,
Ebm
Fm
Gm
Cm
can't stop
Verse 2
Cash rules everything around me,
Fm
I'm fresh out the slum
Cm
Rich bum nigga, now I live dumb
Talking 'bout that cream
leaning in the tower
Fm
Gm
Beans is seven pieces got
Fm
condos in the jungle
Eb
The mind stay rich but
Dm
the pockets is well- filled
Cm
Bb
Let's violate this lil' area,
get milk
Cm
I'm telling you, man,
Fm
you don't want no part of this, fam
Get punched in the water
KKK, slices, they one of the nicest
Stainless steel, sharp swords,
dipped in ricin
Everybody eating, everybody full
Just a young bull lighting a Philly,
Ball on 'em in the Bentley
Cm
with the wall on 'em
Gm
Cm
Yo, I'll sleep when I'm dead,
Gm
Fm
like the hood, homies
Who get it cracking in the park homes?
Park hill narcos, smoke and let
Cm
the bones turn to charcoal
Let's get richer, kid
Signature Luis rich won't stop until
Fm
Gm
there's billions in this bitch
Verse 3
don't stop
Fm
Don't stop, never stop,
can't stop
Dm
Don't stop, never stop, can't stop
Verse 4
Eb
I grew up on the rhyme side,
Fm
that "gotta get mine" side
That white girl, we mix it with quinine
Eb
You players try and ball
Fm
from the sidelines
Eb
While I'm aging like fine wine,
Dm
Cm
you internet thuggin' somebody timeline
Between love and hate is a fine line
Fm
In these ha bitual line steppers
A New York calendar,
my clicks and rock gine
A pocket full of that white
Fm
Nix for my client
Cm
Y'all ain't buying,
Fm
stop crying and stop lying
Cm
Hakuna Matata, no
Mufasa, I'm not lion
You try to spit on that hot iron,
you not iron
Fm
The irony 'cause that last shot,
you shot vibe
Gm
So let's start it with this, son,
Fm
Cm
motivate him with this one
Fm
You ain't got no haters,
go get some
Gm
Cm
Is anybody greater? There is none
Assorted 'Now And Laters', my clan
Gm
got too many flavors to pick from
Verse 5
Cm
Gm
Don't stop, nev er stop, can't stop
Cm
Don't stop, never stop, can't stop
Verse 6
Cm
Deuce high when I start my game
It's like you should see live y'all,
Fm
all you see is sparks and flames
Cm
Fm
I grab bags and I park my ways,
the way I have 'em all locked
You would think they
gave they heart to bait
ain't no better odds to play
Gm
Cm
It's hard to fake,
my real life is on display
Either love or hate whatever part you play
Gm
Cm
I take the best of both
Dm
worlds like R. and Jay
Cm
Own boss, no third party
Fm
Cm
Produce more murder than Irv Gotti
Like I'm working on my third body
Deck, kill it quick
24 7 bed
Fm
Cm
rest, that's how ill it get
Can't stop if I mash the brakes
Gm
Cm
Fm
Got the cash it takes,
I might flash my face
Cm
Half a eighth got me floating
like I'm trapped in space
Gm
Fm
Gm
Not safe for your workplace,
Fm
Cm
a basket case
Verse 7
Don't stop, never stop
Can't stop getting this guap
Fm
Fat money not, hammer cock, curry hot
Cm
Cook a fool, hit the block
Dm
No shorts, bring it back
Cm
Flipping this, stack that
Fm
Free it up, weight it up
Cm
Don't stop, never stop
Can't stop getting this guap
Fat money not, hammer cock, curry hot
Cook a fool, hit the block
No shorts, bring it back
Fm
Flipping this, stack that
Cm
Free it up, weight it up
Quest to success with my
mind on my money
Fm
Cm
Fm
Came a new rhyme saying "Wu- Tang is the be st" music
Outro 1
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Eb
Gm
Dm
Cm
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