{"Don't Stop" by Tha Dogg Pound beat}
[Intro: Daz]
Yeah, this the original right here ya know what I mean?
With my n***a 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 b**h, n***as keep goin'
We won't stop b**h, n***as 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 a** 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 b**hes
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 k**ed 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 n***as in town? (I do)
k**in' 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 (f** d**h Row)
Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin' steel
Steadily givin' on n***as, no pa**es on livin'
I spend major loot on kahki suits
Nike's and Krokker Sacks and sweat suits, and leather boots
I box n***as 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 n***a 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 (s**a!), 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 j**elin' 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 n***as
With the biggest reputation, and livest names
Clicks kickin' accusations, of private planes
I might cash you chumps like change
Over beats, Dat n***a 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...