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letra de nothings gonna stop - bathgate

[intro: bathgate & marilyn mccoo]
nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop me (yeah)
nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop me

[verse 1]
ten toes all i knew, bruh, it’s what i do, bruh
my team’s still undefeated, i’m don shula (yeah)
my shooter’s here to punish n-ggas, you know the rules, bruh
glock with the long clip in, you know, the ruler (ha)
free my n-gga nick porter, he out the shoe, bruh
i hate to get the sig sauer, come abuse ya
see my d. bawson, he can screw ya
rest in peace to my bro, td, back to you, bruh, huh
you know the libras, you can’t see ya
and i’m tellin’ the way i talk, man, you all cis
f-ck a slice, for that white, i need the wholе p-i (yeah)
ask your b-tch, she want the tip likе i know t.i., look
i was down, didn’t hang out, i picked up the cane up
the coroner had a n-gga pitch in, i threw it, change up
stay quiet, but i’m no victim, you know the game, bruh
pressure had me ready to end it just to be famous, huh
the chains and rangers, it’s all dangerous
i’m committed but all the fake love could all change us
know the difference, n-ggas and b-tches, it’s all the same, duh
when you get it, they all love you, now, we all strangers, huh (uh)
i bounced back, picked myself up, some was helpless
i hope you felt us, suck a d-ck if you would helped us
i survived run-ins with neighbors gunnin’
my biggest flex was make something out of nothing
get bigger checks
it’s gates, n-gga
[chorus: marilyn mccoo]
nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop me
nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop me

[verse 2]
uh, look, i got active, i don’t know what you do
beat the block, i ain’t touch it, it was all voodoo
i got a screw loose, i told my foe, “bro, do you”
it was nothin’, they sent them dogs, they were all poodle (ha)
they hate it when the time came, now, these n-ggas are cryin’ shame
n-ggas is dope shooters, other half is fryin’ cane (word)
glass d-ck lovers, y’all sick brothers
i know you’re b-tch lovers, i wouldn’t touch her if she can watch and die in shame (uh)
keep trying, man ’cause i wish you the best
never stress, a wrinkly n-gga, y’all can all get pressed
nothing less than fly sh-t whenever i get dressed
peep the ref’, blow the whistle if i’m callin’ this tec (sh-t)
two shots, plus possesion, you gettin’ left, then
with no question, know your place or see the reverend (or see the reverend)
n-ggas got fat without me, okay, copy
i want the broccoli, you can’t stop me, my n-gga, watch me
go and get it and then go blow a ticket
and put my wife in everything nice, make sure my bros frigid (word)
’cause y’all was down when there was no listens
now, i’m gettin’ calls from weird ass numbers, my old hoes miss it
i’m the type to go and roll with it, then go ghost with it
word, you call? now, they so livid
live your life and go and roll with it
might know who posted it
you can get this frank stand and roll with it
suck a d-ck, n-gga
word, yeah
[chorus: marilyn mccoo]
nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop me
nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop me

- bathgate

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