No Stoppin’ Carson lyrics

by

Bishop Lamont


[Verse One]
It's the A-Team b*tch
Since I signed on the dotted line e'rything switched
Dividends, french women's opinions, eating habits
Home and cell phone, a couple guns got added
Click clack for your muhf*ckers mad at it
Blow out your 40 watt, a couple shots through your attic
You heard the disses and gossip
Hear me spit, no wonder n*ggas tried to stop it
But can't prevent what God has sent, n*gga the prophet
And when I say profit I mean e'ry dime
That's why I zoom through with something new every time
These rappers must be fags cause I'm always on they mind
But who's still signed to Dre? So I don't pay it no mind
So fine
n*gga go ahead and hate B
I'm gettin' so hot, f*ck it, I even hate me
I guess life sucks for any rapper that ain't me

[Hook] {X2}
Yeah that's right homie I get it poppin'
The CPT done hooked up with Carson
D.A. on the map now the whole hood hoppin'
Dre got my back so there ain't no stoppin'

[Verse Two]
See the automatic I can make magic
Abracadabra, wallah you a cadaver
Forget my gun, got a knife, I'll stab ya
You want to fight, catch fade, I'll jab ya
Avalon and Del Amo
Screaming out Carson everywhere that I go
Hang, do my thang where they bang, 1-9-0
In front of Del's Liquor with Columbo the wino
I know
Rappers think they can see me
Not even if a medium with Ouija
No way, the only way is if it's on TV
All day, parlay, b*tches wanna please me
f*ck beef, I'd rather f*ck b*tches
f*ck gettin' even, I'm gettin' riches
Cause success is the best revenge
So gracias Dre, it's time to do it again
[Hook]

[Verse Three]
?? foes secretly admire
And the number one reason most rappers gon' retire
My rims so big you can barely see the tire
Each bar a box of Red Hots, I spit that fire
Hock a lugie, watch it eat through the concrete
I'm the reason all them potholes is in the street
Zip by with zip like a NASCAR
Welcome to the jungle every hood's Madagascar
Make a wrong turn, n*gga better have a fast car
I'm heavyweight, new champ thus far
Y'all featherweight, too light, can't spar
You write lowercase, rap sub par
I was rappin' like that when I used to play Ra God
I'm eons ahead of you peons
Get off my di*k before you get peed on
I rep the team every player wanna be on

[Hook]
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