2pac Shit Don`t Stop ( Feat Ynv ) Lyrics

Shit Don`t Stop ( Feat Ynv ) Lyrics

Chorus:
Shit don`t stop (2x)

Game rules often slang to the right fools
Heavy hittin` at this motherf**ker`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 motherf**kers changin` on me
Jealous-ass player-haters gaming on me 
Look out motherf**ker homey-G
As in gettin` motherf**kers `fore they come get me
Get down for the right for the wishes
Fake as* nigga, you in shit, for fightin` over bit*hes
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 motherf**ker try to pull quick
And just cause I`m rappin don`t mean I ain`t scrappin
And if you clip when the sh*t happens, it don`t stop

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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)

See the sh*t don`t stop
My 9 goes pop
Your body drip-drop
Throw that as* in a zip-loc

Now you`ve been hauled away in a body bag
Get your Sammy D said how your blood got sneeze me

Yo you f**kin` with a thug yo your as* gets plugged
With this hollow-point slugs
With ya under the rug

That`s why my deaf niggas don`t play that shit
In thug life niggas be the craziest

So when you think about f**kin` this 
You better wear a vest
But it really don`t matter
We ain`t aimin` at your chest

Nah we blowin holes in your motherf**kin` skull 
Make sure your as* is smoked 
That`s all the fat lady wrote

You heard that fat bit*h sing when my sh*t went bang-bang
But it don`t pay when I flaunt your brain
Nigga, ain`t no plain cane brothers come no show
In the casket 
Git`n they as* kicked
And blasted

It don`t stop

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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

And pussies we crossin when my crew is flossin`
Bit*hes 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!

Wouldn`t better to just correlate what we bust
Instead of kickin` dust
Gets a press y`all from nuts
Cause ain`t no herbs here
And ain`t no morgues
Beware of the water `cause they full of sharks

But in every state
Niggas perpetrate and test
Where I come from fools die for less
And thugs keep thugin` till their casket drop
It`s on `till I die
And the sh*t don`t stop

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