Can't Stop

(album: Based On A True Story - 1997)

[E-40 talking:] Mack OneDime, excuse me playboy
aiight check this out, aiight nigga check this out
we crimeys right that mean you my pa'tner in crime
like that check this out, let's let 'em know summing
you know niggas should've been plugged up
from L.A. to the Bay you understand we doing Big Thangs
big thangs mothafucka, big thangs fool. Check it out!

Aiight One O this E Feezee, I gotta I gotta
thank my math teacher Count Dracula
for just teaching a brother to you know
count his marbles you know
What about you?

[Verse 1: Mack]
You see I can't stop I won't stop
'til I check a mil I need a super bad bitch
and a house on the hill
365 7days I believe crack pays
my estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cooking them thangs
moving weight like I should
'Cause a nigga living good
don't mean he went Hollywood
Dog I practice my craft
so each year I get better
to stay ghetto and clever
but be richer than ever

[E-40] Fonzerelli man I thought you was a rebel
I am but tell me this then
why you move up out the ghetto (the ghetto)
Mothafucka I am the ghetto
I beg yo pardon
Nigga I was grinding tryin to take off niggas heads
flossing & fucking hoes when you was in kindergarten
Nigga this ain't Lenny and Squiggy
this E-Feezee & Mack Teezee
Fucking with Italian Romaine pasta chicken Tortellini
Thirty odd six custodian, with the scope
far from Nickelodeon no shit no joke
Southern Cali up North see we be rolling
Make a bitch purchase a gun
report it stolen
Plead the 5th but don't snitch
no case 'cause they're po po
and they mami know that 12 gage equipment can be traced
Stand on ya bunions
Nigga don't try to get caught in his drawers
'Cause them 2.2.3's be penetrating through walls
Plus I got warrants and shit
didn't pay child support
Thinking about skipping town
moving to Shreveport.
Bitch

[Chorus]
[Mack 10] You see I can't stop I won't stop
'til I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
[E-40] From L.A. to the Yay see we be rolling
Make a bitch purchase a gun report it stolen
[Mack 10] You see I can't stop I won't stop
'til I check a mil'
I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill
[E-40] See you my dude right
that mean we pa'tnas in crime
It's Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Dime (Mack Dime) Bitch

[Verse 2]
[Mack 10] Forty I'm the one bro that's in the mix like gumbo
now how can I stay humble
and make feddy by the bundle
Marv said we got bigger triggas
Mack we got bigger figures
now throw the top back on the 'Rarri
and bang gears on these niggas
and watch what the money show you
about niggas that don't know you
Busters is gone hate
real G's is happy foe ya
It's Mack Dime on the grind
fool it's my time to shine
now would you niggas kick back
and let me get mine
[E-40] Causing havoc sparking up chaos
bringing the ruckus heavy metal heaters
mobb, under buckets
If ya can't beat us
then join us get on the team
Streetsweepers grenades rifles
and M1 car beams
Dice games craps bets over car titles
pink slips cash money
Watching out for rival gang members beefing
bad weather but it all boils down to
who got the most paper

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
[Mack 10] I shoot 'em up like syringes
I know what real ends is
Lo lo's Harley Davis and big body Benzes
ain't been faded so far on my wrist
I got a R hundred thousand dollar car
'cause I push the caviar
So what's up what you need everybody huddle up
got that 2 for 1 special with the rock called double up
so get lit take a hit shop is open all day
from L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 & E-Fortaay
[E-40] Sometimes I wonder if it's worth this
fucking with the law tryna make it look like
I'm running a legitimate tow truck service
with a Just Say No to Drug bumper sticker
on the back window (back window)
knowing I been smoking a gang of Indo
around the corner four houses down across the way way
make a right and then a left
over there by Safeway and when ya get there page me
punch in how much you wanna spend
seperate the 20's from the 1's 5's and 10's
Slick sly sharp narcotic vendors
always do business in shopping centers
Buck 'em stick 'em stuck 'em don't ever fuck me
hate 'em bleed 'em love 'em shit can get ugly

[Chorus]

Hoo bang hoo ride [x2]
Hoo ride hoo bang
Who be riding who be banging (Westside) Ride Nigga
[Repeat]
Fuck 'em and feed 'em cold sardines, cold sardines
[Repeat]