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lirik lagu stop me – king iso

yea… hahaha…
they ain’t want me to uh…
they ain’t want me to make it this far homie…
them n*ggas dont give a f*ck homie
they just follow every move cuz they know a n*gga doin it, you feel me?
ikon n*gga…
ay..

[verse 1]
baking soda whippin, had the yola in my kitchen
these n*ggas in the mafia, i’m rolling with my henchmen
you busta ass n*ggas probably hope you catch me slippin
but little that he knew i bought the home that he’s up livin
b*tch i’ve been a gangsta, f*ck that 40 that you’re sippin
you twisting up your fingers, but i know that you ain’t wit it
i murder a n*gga then but him inside of boat and then we ship it
leave him in the pacific, ocean to be specific
ghost town k!llas on that suit and tie sh*t
lookin like yakuza with the uzi watch this
all you other n*ggas homie you are not sh*t
commit suicide quick or i’m using chop sticks
you focused on my name but i was movin my sh*t
dumped it into music started doin my sh*t
dirty money clean, n*gga who could stop this?
sell a couple thousand units like moving my bricks
started up north, word of mouth, couple zones
started touchin runners put your mouth on the chrome
clap a couple n*ggas then we bounce from your home
then my ogs from the south put me on
spit it h*lla wicked for the route i was on
i’m wicked as a chemist get my alchemist on
a couple new n*ggas came around, now they gone
but i’m*a*leave a n*gga leakin like a fountain was on
k!lla rel a maniac, look at where they made me at
p*ssy n*ggas hatin on me, softer than some baby fat
i know where your lady at, where she keep the baby at
n*ggas they dont want it, make a n*gga spray the mac
west coast put me on, so i made it back
i’m just trying trying to real n*ggas like x rated back
f*ck a n*gga hatin on the brain get your brain detached
rep it for the west and for the m*th*f*cking braniacs
hol’ up…
[chorus]
now tell me who can stop me (x4)

i know a lot of n*ggas out here that here think that they rappers
but i dont hear a single f*cking thing from you rappers (x3)

i know a lot of n*ggas out here that here think that they rappers
ikon stand for i’m king of nebraska

[verse 2]
yall n*ggas sweater than custard
f*ck, cuz i touch more sh*t than a plunger, buster
n*ggas just loud like a busted m*ffler
treat that b*tch body like lumber, i wonder
2 tecs. cevlar, and other thumpers
ussr im rushing mothers
i could give a f*ck about the n*ggas who just wanted beef
i’m lookin at your hood like “23? you ain’t one of me”
wonder why hoes hate cuz i’m so brain
wolfin all that g sh*t till i throw flame
cook em and i cut em just like cocaine
i bet your baby mama know iso name
tell them babylon “no, i dont bang”
im runnin through the city in an iso range
i’m probably in a bucket though, i’m so strange
but i keep a big llama with an iso range
i don’t even listen to these local rappers
truthfully, i forgot what local rap is
yall ain’t getting guap off them shows and thats it
a bunch of broke n*ggas spittin flow for rappers
rap chose me, yall chose this rap sh*t
the trap chose me, yall chose to rap it
yall n*ggas hoe exposed the ratchets
the gat go squeeze * yall close ya’ caskets
i ain’t about to check for these bogus n*ggas
can’t see em.. yall ever seen bogus n*ggas?
ni*gas sweet like swishers i’ll smoke them n*ggas
i’ll be so stuck up like posters n*gga
i’m better than i’ve ever been, you messin with a veteran
brainsick n*gga, yup ain’t no medicine
sleep on the kid now overdose on some sedatives
yall ni*gas can’t even f*ck with my ’07 sh*t n*gga… hol’ up…
[chorus]
now tell me who can stop me (x4)

i know a lot of n*ggas out here that here think that they rappers
but i dont hear a single f*cking thing from you rappers (x3)

i know a lot of n*ggas out here that here think that they rappers
ikon stand for i’m king of nebraska

- king iso

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