M.M.O. - Don't Stop lyrics

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M.M.O. - Don't Stop lyrics

[Intro: N-Tyce] Yo, yo [N-Tyce] While you on interviews on M.T.V I'm in the country, sippin' beer, and I've done been through three Cuz see me, I'm just a regular person You got a sound, I can make a remix and do a better version I keep it real on the mic because I hate an actor I ain't sayin' I'm the best, but I'm your favorite rapper Plus I'm hungry, I ain't ate in a year My ends is runnin' high, and I'm debatin' wit scare But I'mma, crank it and steer, sittin' bu*t naked wit beer Thinkin' of ways how I can make it this year If you're all ready platinum and probably got a plaque or two I'm still crackin' brew, ate up rhymes attackin' you It's like I stick to the track wit glue You think you hot cuz you so and so, well chick, I'm a rapper too And I don't care what you rap about I got a check account, n***a we can put our own record out [Chorus: Pearl Handle] Don't stop, don't stop, no time outs It's hot, breathe, I need a loud mouth to scream If you all, out and about, the street club or the house And you need heat through your speakers, don't stop [Chorus: Naisha] Don't stop, don't stop, no time outs It's hot, breathe, I need a loud mouth to scream If you all, out and about, the street club or the house And you need heat in your speakers, don't stop [Champ M.C.] Yo, don't speak cuz the Champ still got it Might of took a fall, but keep money in my pocket Hustle hard on these concrete's, these are my seeds I gots to eat, my bodyguard is a heater ho Pretty but bold, don't speak unless told The more of some sh**, think quick Don't get caught up in a paint box of blood Spread you wit another damn hit Throwin' curve balls, hittin' a, herb all ya'll Keep a gangsta rich, got ya'll hatin' this b**h Venom, is the only type of present I give 'em Deadly, but ya'll still fearin' the rhythm Gotta get this paper, sh** on all you haters Especially them imitators, got you stealin' my favor It ain't nothin', I'm callin' you bluff, just because I know you ain't tough It ain't over, the time out, nowhere to run and you're all crimed out [Chorus: Pearl Handle] [Chorus: Naisha] [J-Boo] Yo, recognize a thorough b**h, when you see one Pretty thug, 5'10", ya'll b**hes got no wins Why you wanna act up and front in front of your friends? Why you wanna test the sk**s that's bringin' me in? The question still remains: Can Venom Rock? Can Venom really blow the spot? Come on, now, stop Ask yourself what chicks is keepin' it hot Fitted bomb sh** through your boom box, ridin' through your block n***as always wanna know who's the best? Deadly Venom, Fox Brown, Lil' Kim, f** the rest Yea, you heard right, I spit game, my sh** is tight And to the rest of you lame a** chicks, ya'll be aight I keep it gangsta, I spit hood, it's all good Why you actin' Holly Hood, when your album went wood I call it how I see it, ya'll chicks is trash Wanna bump me and my click? Don't make me laugh It ain't a mystery why so many hatin' on us I know you mad, cuz we got the world waitin' on us [Champ M.C.] I ain't over, the time out, nowhere to run and you're all crimed out [Chorus: Pearl Handle] [Chorus: Naisha]