We can't stop now, bitch
We can't stop
And you can't stop us
So bitch, don't try
We true soldiers, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die

I'm bout my paper, my paper
Important people on my pager
I might not drink Alize
But I'll smoke you under the table
Don't make me peel your potato
Don't make the devil your neighbor
I might not be nothing to you
But I'm the shit on this label
Five hundred words might make it hard to digest what I say
But five up in the morning, see me on the billboards
Y'all gonna keep it that way
Hold on as tight as you can
Whatever you do, don't loosen your grip
Not only are they anticipating your every move
They're waiting for you to slip
But like I told you before, we not gonna fall, put a banana in the tailpipe
I'm not bout livin' in no six by six, wearing no mothafuckin' jail stripes
Been bout it from the start nigga, we raw nigga
You don't want to, go to, war nigga
We superstar niggas
You know who we are niggas
From poverty in the projects
To livin' large niggas
It take one hell of a combination, to get what we got
We soldiers on a mission, and you can't stop us

We can't stop now, bitch
We can't stop
And you can't stop us
So bitch, don't try
We true soldiers, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die

Nigga want to start shit
That they know they can't finish
By far niggas want to go to war
But they know when they ain't winning
Fixin' to keep this bitch jumpin', like a mothafuckin', second line
Been bout it, and I'll be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme
No limit chain around my neck, so check, and respect the sign
Y'all want to play, but I guarantee that you won't play, a second time
Sometime I'm in camoflauge and sometime I'm in all black
Y'all want to go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means, look
Bitches dyin' like a dope fiend, while he have on a pair of old jeans
Nigga what? pistols we all got, sometimes it's all glocks
Keep one in the chamber for danger and make sure they all cocked
Went from a, small knot to a tall knot
Nigga please, I got all the g's for breakin' these ki's down to all rocks
Blow up the spot till it's all hot, surround the world together 'cause y'all not
Nigga we ain't gon' stop just 'cause y'all stop then it's our props
If you want to get it started, then let's started, but let's do it right
But if you want to get started, get started, let's do it tonight
Likely to get your head busted, lined in some chalk

We can't stop now, bitch
We can't stop
And you can't stop us
So bitch, don't try
We true soldiers, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die

We can't stop now, bitch
We can't stop
And you can't stop us
So bitch, don't try
We true soldiers, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die
We don't die, we don't die

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Ultra Tunes
Writer(s): Craig Bazile, J. Johnson, V. Miller, Wardell Quezerque