[Intro: 2Pac & George Clinton]
(You can dance underwater and not get wet, ohh)
Shit don't stop (Don't stop, don't stop)
(You can dance underwater and not get wet, ohh)
Yeah, shit don't stop

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Game rules, talkin' slang to them lame fools
Heavy hittin' at this motherfucker's straight spittin'
Diggin' deep into your brain
While tryin' to explain why real n***as need to stick to the game
It's the shame, got these motherfuckers changin' on me
Jealous-ass player-haters gamin' on me
Look out, motherfucker, I'm a G
As in gettin' motherfuckers 'fore they come get me
Gettin' mad for the fight and for the wishes
Fake ass n***a, you a trick (Why?)
For fightin' over bitches
We call that a player hater, straight sissy
See me at my show, n***a, miss me
'Cause I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit
Got a pistol, motherfucker, better pull quick
And just 'cause I'm rappin', it don't mean I ain't scrappin'
An empty clip when the shit happens
It don't stop (Stop, stop)
[Chorus: Y?N-Vee, 2Pac, Y?N-Vee & George Clinton]
Damn, my guess is true
Shit don't stop (Stop, stop)
Them thug life n***as is a bull
Man, it don't stop (Stop, stop)
Everywhere we go
Shit don't stop (Shit don't stop, don't stop)
These n***as trippin' at the door
It don't stop (Stop, stop)
I wanna dance with you
(I can dance underwater and not get wet
You can dance underwater and not get wet, ohh)

[Verse 2: Macadoshis & Rated R]
See, the shit don't stop, when my .9 goes pop
Your body drip-drop, throw that ass in a zip-loc
Now you get a hauled away in a body bag
Get you Sammy ceased, sad, how your life got sneezed, man
Yo, you fuckin' with a thug, yo, your ass gets plugged
With this hollow-point slugs whip you under the rug
'Cause we're them Jep' n***as, don't play that shit
And thug life n***as be the craziest
So, when you think about fuckin' us, you better wear a vest
But it really don't matter, we ain't aimin' at your chest
Nah, we blowin' holes in your motherfuckin' skull
Make sure your ass smoked, that's all the fat lady wrote
You heard that fat bitch sing, when my shit went bang-bang
I know you felt pain when I blow out your brain
N***a, ain't no plane-cash busters comin' up short in the casket
Gettin' they ass kicked, and blasted
It don't stop (Stop, stop)
[Chorus: Y?N-Vee, Rated R, Y?N-Vee & George Clinton]
Damn, my guess is true
Shit don't stop (Shit don't stop, don't stop, don't stop)
Them thug life n***as is a bull
It don't stop (It don't stop, don't stop)
Everywhere we go
The shit don't stop (The shit don't stop, don't stop)
These n***as trippin' at the door
It don't stop (It don't stop, don't stop)
I wanna to dance with you
The shit don't stop
(I can dance underwater and not get wet
You can dance underwater and not get wet, ohh)

[Verse 3: Mopreme & Big Syke]
All I wanna do is try to mack the hoes
Spend bank on danks, sellin' me a sponsor on my foes
It's like each and every one they got the look of death
I got my .9, n***a, don't be silly, watch your step
And proceed with caution when my crew is flossin'
Bitches we tossin', and n***as we crossin'
It's like a murder mob when we hit yo' hood
It's all good, but punks, I wish you would
Wouldn't it be better to just parlay when we bust
Steady kickin' dust, get some fresh opened nuts?
'Cause ain't no herbs here and ain't no marks
Beware of the water, 'cause they full of sharks
But in every state, n***as perpetrate and test
Where I come from, fools die for less
And thugs keep thuggin' 'til their casket drop
It's on 'til I die, and the shit don't stop (Stop, stop, stop)
[Chorus: Y?N-Vee, Mopreme & Big Syke, Y?N-Vee & George Clinton]
Damn, my guess is true
The shit don't stop (The shit don't stop, don't stop, don't stop)
Them thug life n***as is a bull
It don't stop (Stop, stop, stop)
Everywhere we go
The shit don't stop (Stop, stop, stop)
These n***as trippin' at the door
It don't stop (Stop, stop, stop)
I wanna to dance with you
The shit don't stop (Stop, stop)
(I can dance underwater and not get wet
You can dance underwater and not get wet, ohh)
Damn, my guess is true
Them thug life n***as is a bull
Everywhere we go
(You can dance underwater and not get wet, ohh)
These n***as trippin' at the door