dont stop
Tha Dogg Pound Lyrics


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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
Hahahaha, 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, hahahahaha!

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 (haha)
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 (ahh)
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 telekenesis
It's like a chess game, let's play wit real pieces (hell yeah)
Shots rang and niggaz brains were spilt
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 knives
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 (aah!) 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..

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tha Dogg Pound’s “Don’t stop” features the trio of rappers spitting their verses, alluding to their gangster lifestyles and their readiness to use their guns to gain respect. The refrain “Don’t stop, keep going” signifies their determination to keep pushing forward in their music careers, as well as in their personal lives. The song features multiple references to other rappers, including Tupac Shakur, Biggie Smalls, and Meth, all of whom were prominent figures in the gangsta rap scene of the 1990s.


The song is characterized by its heavy bass beats, classic west coast instrumentals, and intense lyrical flow. The verses from each of the rappers demonstrate their skills in freestyle and improvisation. The production on this track is also notable, with a mix of live instrumentation and samples.


Despite being a classic in the West Coast hip-hop scene, “Don’t stop” did not garner much commercial success at the time of its release. Nevertheless, it has become a cult classic for Hip-Hop fans and it is still sampled today in various genres of music.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah..
The song's about to start, and the artists introduce themselves.


'Pac, Dat Nigga Daz (yeah) Kurupt All up in this bitch
The artists present themselves, asserting their presence in the hip-hop scene.


Don't stop, keep goin Don't stop.. Keep it goin, got my nigga Slip Capone Hahahaha, hell yeah, lot of fakers is out there
The artists encourage listeners to keep going and never give up. They also acknowledge the existence of people who pretend to be something they're not.


Niggaz get around these backwoods Get around they mommas, pull up they pants Hide they rags and start to act good, hahahahaha!
Some people put on a fake persona when they're around their family or in certain situations.


Who mashes with the crazy, illest niggaz in town? (I do) Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound?
The artist brags about being the most dangerous person in town and not caring who speaks up against them.


My sound break block, corners, avenues and drives It's about time the mashin is arrived
The artist's music is powerful and is causing a stir in the neighborhood.


I take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin steel Steadily givin these niggaz no passes on livin (no passes)
The artist is on a mission to take down anyone who opposes them and their ambitions. They don't hesitate to use violence.


I spend major loot on khaki suits Nikes and kroker-saks to sweat suits, and leather boots
The artist likes to spend money on expensive clothing and shoes.


I box niggaz twice my size, I bust wit a fo'-five Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
The artist is willing to fight anyone, even someone twice their size. They also boast about being able to liven up a party with their music.


I live the unusual, crucial life So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
The artist lives an unusual and dangerous life, and they want their listeners to take notice when they arrive.


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
The artist isn't afraid to use their music as a weapon to hurt their enemies. They also don't see any point in confusing their opponents - they'd rather just hurt them outright.


To step to this, we in effect, we dangerous Contendin mental murderers and ain't afraid to diss Biatch! (yeah)
The artist and their crew are dangerous and aren't afraid to start trouble with anyone. They also use derogatory language towards women.


Now I been called crazy, to fade me it's not possible (haha) I give a fuck, what you thought, or who you brought witchu?
The artist has been called crazy in the past but they don't care about what people think of them or who they bring with them.


(Bad Boy killer) A Bad Boy killer, Biggie annihilator They wonderin why he breathin, but bitches is dyin later (ahh)
The artist brags about killing members of the Bad Boy Records label, including the late Biggie Smalls. They also use derogatory language towards women.


Better laugh now, then cry when I come to get you I hit you with two glocks, and leave you with scar tissue
The artist advises their enemies to laugh now because they won't be laughing when the artist confronts them. They also threaten to shoot them with two guns and leave them scarred.


On some loco shit (loco), my pistol smoke yo' shit (smoke) Let's go for dolo BIATCH, and watch me flow yo' shit
The artist is unhinged and violent, and their gun is ready to shoot their enemies. They also brag about humiliating their enemies by rapping over their beats.


Mr., Makaveli movin pieces like telekenesis It's like a chess game, let's play wit real pieces (hell yeah)
The artist sees themselves as a master strategist, moving their career forward a piece at a time. They also challenge others to compete with them.


Shots rang and niggaz brains were spilt 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
The artist boasts about killing yet another member of the Bad Boy Records label and then attending their funeral just to cause chaos. They leave the scene undetected.


Well it's that seventeen shot glock cocker, the block rocker (fool) Hardcore hooligan, verbal assault chopper
The artist has a gun with seventeen bullets and they're ready to use it. They also boast about being a tough, aggressive rapper.


Finally televised - Kurupt, Daz reside (resides) Lethal with mics like guns, bats and knives
The artists are finally getting the fame and recognition they deserve. They are also lethal with their rhymes.


Those who oppose are my foes, all stand in rows Deadliest MC across the globe, Kurupt Capone
Anyone who opposes the artist is their enemy. They believe they're the most dangerous rapper in the world.


(That's that nigga) I packs heat when it's cold Too much pressure makes ya fold, so lo' and behold
The artist carries a gun for protection. They also believe that too much pressure can cause people to break down.


Why you waitin for the poetical Satan? Creatin slaughters, runnin through camps like Walter Payton
The artist wonders why people are waiting for the devil to arrive when they are already creating violence in the world. They also compare themselves to a famous football player known for his quick movements.


I snatch ya breath (aah!) and bust 'til there's no one left Who goes against the program, I'm the Man like Meth
The artist is willing to take their enemies' breath away and continue shooting until there's no one left. They also see themselves as the leader of their crew.


(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
The artist doesn't trust anyone and is ready to shoot anyone who betrays them. They also don't care about location and will go after their enemies anywhere in the world.


(Like that) Vocal assassin, motivated by cash Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags
The artist sees themselves as a killer with their voice, and they're motivated by money. They also reference the Brownie camera and black magazines as symbols of their success.


Don't stop, keep goin Don't stop, don't stop Let the speakers bump, biatch! (let the speakers bump)
The artist encourages listeners to keep going and never give up. They also want their music to be played loudly and enjoyed by their audience.


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
The artist wants their music to be enjoyed by everyone, regardless of what car they drive. They offer a special shoutout to those with Jeep Wranglers, Chevy Suburbans, Lexus cars, and BMW cars.


Turn it up, check it out They claim to be down, they say they down (man fuck you man) Number one..
The artist wants their listeners to turn up the volume and enjoy their music. They also express their frustration with people who claim to be fans but aren't really supportive.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Melodie Der Welt GmbH
Written by: Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Bruce Washington, Tyruss Gerald Himes, Yafeu Fula, Rufus Lee Cooper, Malcolm Greenidge, Lenton Tereill Hutton

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