{Don`t Stop by Tha Dogg Pound beat}
[Intro: Daz]
Yeah, this the original right here ya know what I mean?
With my nigga Nas, ya know what I mean
Daz and Kurupt featuring Nas, y`all didn`t know that huh?
We gonna keep it goin` like that, ya know what I mean
[Hook: Daz]
Keep goin` yeah
We won`t stop bitch, niggaz keep goin`
We won`t stop bitch, niggaz keep goin`
On and on, on and on, on and on and on and on and on and on and on
[Verse One: Nas]
The golden child shot that ass up `cause you was holdin` out
Let the streets be the courts, and court is holdin` trial
Fatal not fictitious, I rocked the cable eighty-sixes
Foriegn cars young with crazy bitches
Mad smoke makes me able to quote, solicitin`
???????, murder he wrote
A provacative plan, could bring a knot to my hand
As the pyramids stand on the top of the sand
I want cheese, numerous seeds and real weed
I pleaded guilty, like Bob Marley the weed killed me
I intercourse verbally, poetic purgery
They copy words of me, leads to murder in the third degree
I learned to live life fast
So I could count very large amounts of cash with Kurupt, Tha Pound and Daz
I Nasty, Nas be large but not flashy
Laid up in the Cutt dipped up, like what the stash do
[Hook: Nas](Daz)
Don`t stop (don`t stop), keep goin` (keep goin`)
Don`t stop (don`t stop), keep goin` (keep goin`)
Don`t stop (don`t stop), keep goin` (keep goin`)
Don`t stop (don`t stop), keep goin` (Kurupt)
[Verse Two: Daz]
Who mashes with the crazy illest niggaz in town? (I do)
Killin` willingly, who got the right to make a sound
My sound break block corners, avenues, and drives
It`s about time the mash in has arrived (Fuck Death Row)
Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I`m packin` steel
Steadily givin` on niggaz, no passes on livin`
I spend major loot on kahki suits
Nike`s and Krokker Sacks and sweat suits, and leather boots
I box niggaz twice my size, I bust with a four-five
Look you in your eye and blast and make the party live
I live the unusual crucial life
So nigga pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
It`s just a man and his music, I ain`t afraid to use it
Use you bad (sucka!), like confusion, I mean it`s useless
To step to this, Nas, Kurupt we dangerous
Contain the mental murderers, and ain`t afraid of this
[Hook: Daz]
Don`t stop, and keep goin`
Don`t stop keep goin` and goin`, don`t stop (stop!)
[Verse Three: Nas]
I be jewelin` like Julius
To grab a mic it`s cool, the mental sounds ludicrous
For you to diss is hazardous, gold chain and daimond lazarus
I rap fabulous, loaded gat stay strapped to cap cabbages
Jesus Christ, I piece it right on the time
Enter loose valley, like illusions in the mind
Destruction on the black planet, I crack granite
Booshwah repitoire, rude and bad handed
Heavy caliber clicker, hennesy babysitter
Mercedes, three-eighties, a crew of crazy niggaz
With the biggest reputation, and livest names
Clicks kickin` accusations, of private planes
I might cash you chumps like change
Over beats, Dat Nigga Daz made that pumps like veins
Yo, we cussin`, no parental discretion
Testin` guns off in your section, East-West connection
[Daz]
Don`t stop...