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