(2pac)
Shit don`t stop (2x)
Game rules often slang to the right fools
Heavy hittin` at this motherfucker`s straight spittin`
Diggin` deep into your brain while tryin to explain
why real niggas need to stick to the game
It`s the same got these motherfuckers changin` on me
Jealous-ass player-haters gaming on me
Look out motherfucker homey-G
As in gettin` motherfuckers `fore they come get me
Get down for the right for the wishes
Fake ass nigga, you in shit, for fightin` over bitches
You call that a player?
Straight-ass sissy
See me at my show nigga miss me
Cause I ain`t tryin` to hear that bullshit
Got a pistol motherfucker try to pull quick
And just cause i`m rappin don`t mean I ain`t scrappin
And if you clip when the shit happens, it don`t stop
[chorus-] Shit don`t stop...
(Y.N.V)
Now my guess is true
Them thug life niggas is a bull
Everywhere we go
The niggas trippin at the door
I want to dance with you
You can dance at the party and not get whipped (1x)
(Macadoshis)
See the shit don`t stop
My 9 goes pop
Your body drip-drop
Throw that ass in a zip-loc
(Rated R)
Now you`ve been hauled away in a body bag
Get your Sammy D said how your blood got sneeze me
(Macadoshis)
Yo you fuckin` with a thug yo your ass gets plugged
With this hollow-point slugs
With ya under the rug
(Rated R)
That`s why my deaf niggas don`t play that shit
In thug life niggas be the craziest
(Macadoshis)
So when you think about fuckin` this
You better wear a vest
But it really don`t matter
We ain`t aimin` at your chest
(Rated R)
Nah we blowin holes in your motherfuckin` skull
Make sure your ass is smoked
That`s all the fat lady wrote
(Macadoshis)
You heard that fat bitch sing when my shit went bang-bang
But it don`t pay when i flaunt your brain
(Rated R)
Nigga, ain`t no plain cane brothers come no show
In the casket
Git`n they ass kicked
And blasted
It don`t stop
(chorus 1x)
(Mopreme)
All I wanna do is try to Mac the hoes
Spin bank on thangs sellin me a sponsor on my foes
It`s like each and every one they got the look of death
I got my 9 nigga
Don`t be silly
You better watch your step
(Syke)
And pussies we crossin when my crew is flossin`
Bitches we tossin`
And niggas we crossin`
It`s like a murder rhyme when we hit your hood
It`s all good
The punks? I wish you would!
(Mopreme)
Wouldn`t better to just corrolate what we bust
Instead of kickin` dust
Gets a press y`all from nuts
Cause ain`t no herbs here
