Don’t Stop Tha Dogg Pound (Ft. 2Pac)

[Intro: Kurupt]
Yeah!
Pac, Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt
All up in this bitch

[Hook: Dat Nigga Daz & (Kurupt)]
Don't stop, keep goin' (Keep it goin')
Don't stop, keep goin' (Got my nigga Slip Capone)
Don't stop, keep goin' (Hahahaha!)
Don't stop, keep goin' (Get outta here! Lot of fakers is out there)
Don't stop, keep goin' (Niggas get around these backwoods)
Don't stop, keep goin' (Get around they mommas, pull up they pants)
Don't stop.. (Hide they rags and start to act good, hahahahaha!)
Don't stop.. (Biatch!)

[Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz]
Who mashes wit' da crazy illest niggas 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' has arrived
I take you on a mission, be on a mission, I pack the steel
Steadily givin' these niggas no passes on livin' (No passes!)
I spend major loot on khaki suits
Nike's and Croaker Sacks and sweatsuits, and leather boots
I box niggas twice my size, I bust wit' a fo'-five
Look you up in yo' eye and blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come thru for you and your crew
It's 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!!