Thug Life - Shit Dont Stop (feat.Big Syke, Macadoshis, Mopreme, Rated R & Y, N-Vee) | Текст песни

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• Shit Dont Stop (feat.Big Syke, Macadoshis, Mopreme, Rated R & Y, N-Vee)

[Intro x2]
Shit don't stop

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Game rules often slang to the right fools
Heavy hittin' at this motherfucker's straight spittin'
Digging deep into your brain
While trying 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, I'm a 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 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 rapping, it don't mean I ain't scrapping
And if you clip when the shit happens
It don't stop

[Hook: 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

[Verse 2: Macadoshis & Rated R]
M: See the shit don't stop, my 9 goes pop
Your body drip-drop, throw that ass in a zip-loc

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

M: Yo, you fuckin' with a thug, yo your ass gets plugged
With this hollow-point slugs with ya under the rug

R: That's why my deaf niggas don't play that shit
And thug life niggas be the craziest

M: 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

R: Nah we blowing holes in your motherfuckin' skull
Make sure your ass is smoked, that's all the fat lady wrote

M: You heard that fat bitch sing when my shit went bang-bang
But it don't pay when I flaunt your brain

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

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mopreme & Syke]
M: All I wanna do is try to Mac the hoes
Spend bank on things selling 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, watch your step

S: And pussies we crossing when my crew is flossing
Bitches we tossing, and niggas we crossing
It's like a murder rhyme when we hit your hood
It's all good, the punks, I wished you would

M: 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 and ain't no morgues
Beware of the water cause they full of sharks

S: But in every state, niggas perpetrate and test
Where I come from fools die for less
And thugs keep thuggin' 'til their casket drop
It's on 'till I die and the shit don't stop

[Hook x2]

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