Dj Whookid Keep Goin` Lyrics

Keep Goin` Lyrics

f/ Daz, Nas



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{"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...