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Just Won't Stop (Crucial feat. Big Delph)
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chopdoctors big delph crucial aka karlton jones
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The music production team known as "The Chopdoctors" have been creating hip-hop beats for more than a decade. The Chopdoctors have worked with unsigned artist and major signed artist in the music industry. The Chopdoctors currently have two artists that are signed to their label. These two artists are Big Delph and Crucial aka: Karlton Jones
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,025
Peak in subgenre #542
Author
Crucial
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yes (c) 2005
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March 09, 2005
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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JUST WON’T STOP (Verse I) I remember back in the day when I was young Little kid on the block that was my hood spot Corner liquor store a few niggas got shot Up to no good trying to elude the cops damn I should told my pops Now I’m on the right path, I can F#*%! Do the math Some of yall haten niggas make me wanna to laugh I swear in every hood it was a candy lady store Living in the ghetto you gotta lock ya front door Don’t forget about the back cuz you might get jacked I get high like them shoes hanging from the power lines People scared to come out side so they look through they blinds Mess with one in my click you gotta mess with us all I don’t matter if you five three or six feet tall I’m six six so basically to me yall niggas is small And yall cats can pull burners if ya want to Cuz my click can pull burners just as quick as your Or we can throw blow for blow like real men I aint trying to merk now I want some children This is for my peeps on the block hustling Why does the rich keep getting richer and the poor getting poor…don’t know Chorus Every day we on the blocks, and we steadily running from the cops Watching all of my hommies getting shot And we keep praying and we praying but the sh%$ won’t stop Every day we on the watch, cuz jealous niggas always want we got We pushing whips chrome rims drop tops We on the rise yes we the Chop Docs (Verse II) At a young age I seen men selling crack Jamacian’s was busting gats, niggas was pushing packs I seen it all, my vision is twenty-twenty I seen twenty a germ turn to bundles of money Walked the dark streets where the thugs park the jeeps And spark the heat but the narcs hardly sleep See my M.O. was to get the do and blow bust off the 4 fa sho leave’m cold and in the snow….ohhhhhhhhhh I’m so nice when that spliffs in me Tipsy off the patrune tequila and plus the Remi Holdin the semi and that’s just for the sweet guys I let the heat rise shoot’em right between his eyes I see better days when my gat don’t have to blaze I’m duckin strays surviving death everyday And we on the blocks with the glock to ya knot We keep praying and we praying but this $h%# won’t stop Chorus (Verse III) It’s hot as hell but they be treating me cold man I don’t know why but I got knowledge like this old man He use to tell me that the truth lies within the soul And the potential that I have would shine bright as gold I know we in the last days cuz I seen thugs cry Judge locked’em up threw away the key DWI Don’t compare me cuz I’m one of a kind I get you high like you been smoken cleanse you up like terpentine In my mind I’m fully ready on the streets I come prepaired Gat in da tuck laser guided infared to ya head I zone like the stratosphere collapse from an earthquake After my times up archeologist digging my rhymes up I’m not afraid I always felt like I been ready In my hood you need a knife and a mashedy From time to time I think about the shit that I seen Reality often seems like a bad dream…you know! Chorus
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