Текст песни Don't Stop - 2Pac , Tha Dogg Pound
Yeah,
'Pac,
Dat
Nigga
Daz
(Yeah)
Kurupt
All
up
in
this
bitch
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
don't
stop
Keep
it
goin',
got
my
nigga
Slip
Capone
Ha
ha
ha
ha,
hell
yeah,
lot
of
fakers
is
out
there
Niggaz
get
around
these
backwoods
Get
around
they
mommas,
pull
up
they
pants
Hide
they
rags
and
start
to
act
good,
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
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
mashin'
is
arrived
I
take
you
on
a
mission,
be
on
a
mission,
I'm
packin'
steel
Steadily
givin'
these
niggaz
no
passes
on
livin'
(No
passes)
I
spend
major
loot
on
khaki
suits
Nikes
and
kroker-saks
to
sweat
suits
and
leather
boots
I
box
niggaz
twice
my
size,
I
bust
wit
a
fo'-five
Lick
you
up
in
yo'
eye,
blast,
make
the
party
live
I
live
the
unusual,
crucial
life
So
pay
attention
when
I
come
through
for
you
and
your
crew
As
just
a
man
and
his
music,
I
ain't
afraid
to
use
it
Bruise
you
badly,
you
want
confusion,
I
mean
it's
useless
To
step
to
this,
we
in
effect,
we
dangerous
Contendin'
mental
murderers
and
ain't
afraid
to
diss,
biatch
(Yeah)
Now,
I
been
called
crazy
to
fade
me
it's
not
possible
(Ha
ha)
I
give
a
fuck,
what
you
thought
or
who
you
brought
witchu?
(Bad
Boy
killer)
A
Bad
Boy
killer,
Biggie
annihilator
They
wonderin'
why
he
breathin'
but
bitches
is
dyin'
later
(Ah)
Better
laugh
now
then
cry
when
I
come
to
get
you
I
hit
you
with
two
glocks
and
leave
you
with
scar
tissue
On
some
loco
shit
(Loco)
My
pistol
smoke
yo'
shit
(Smoke)
Let's
go
for
dolo,
biatch
and
watch
me
flow
yo'
shit
Mr,
Makaveli
movin'
pieces
like
telekinesis
It's
like
a
chess
game,
let's
play
wit
real
pieces
(Hell
yeah)
Shots
rang
and
niggaz
brains
were
split
Another
Bad
Boy
affiliated
(Bad
Boy
killer)
Nigga
was
kilt
I
hit
the
funeral
and
busted
his
folks
And
leave
the
scene
like
a
shadow
in
a
blaze
of
smoke
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Well,
it's
that
seventeen
shot
glock
cocker,
the
block
rocker
(Fool)
Hardcore
hooligan,
verbal
assault
chopper
Finally
televised,
Kurupt,
Daz
reside
(Resides)
Lethal
with
mics
like
guns,
bats
and
knifes
Those
who
oppose
are
my
foes,
all
stand
in
rows
Deadliest
MC
across
the
globe,
Kurupt
Capone
(That's
that
nigga)
I
packs
heat
when
it's
cold
Too
much
pressure
makes
ya
fold
so
lo'
and
behold
Why
you
waitin'
for
the
poetical
Satan?
Creatin'
slaughters,
runnin'
through
camps
like
Walter
Payton
I
snatch
ya
breath
(Ah)
And
bust
'til
there's
no
one
left
Who
goes
against
the
program,
I'm
the
Man
like
Meth
(I'm
the
man,
nigga)
I
don't
trust
ya
(I
don't)
The
second
I
get
a
chance
I'ma
bust
ya
No
matter
where,
you
could
be
in
Russia,
I'ma
touch
ya
(Like
that)
Vocal
assassin,
motivated
by
cash
Shoot
for
the
loot,
brownies
and
black
mags
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
keep
goin'
Don't
stop,
don't
stop
Let
the
speakers
bump,
biatch
(Let
the
speakers
bump)
For
everybody
out
there
that
got
the
humps
in
they
Jeep
Big
Suburbans,
they
Lexuses,
they
Beemers
We
gon'
break
it
down
a
lil'
somethin'
like
this
For
you
to
get
yo'
sub
on
throughout
yo'
neighborhood
Turn
it
up,
check
it
out
They
claim
to
be
down,
they
say
they
down
(Man,
fuck
you,
man)
Number
one
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