Don't Stop (feat. Too Short) Lyrics

You in the War Zone, yeah, THX
I wanna go universal one time, man
I wanna talk to the whole world, man'Cause, 'cause I know ***
I know *** feel this ***, man, e'rywhere, man
Don't matter where you at
You gotta feel this cuz, tripIf you see the police, don't stop
You got your h*** on the seat, don't stop
My *** ball 'til you fall, don't stop
And break a *** like a law, don't stopMy *** get yo' cash, don't stop
Oh, you keep the stash in the dash? Don't stop
Oh, you like to scrape and crawl? Don't stop
Well, we do it with no breaks at all, don't stopYeah, okay, yeah, don't stop, don't quit
You don't wanna get dropped? Don't pop no ***
I'm tellin' *** now, off top, real spit
Like it or not, we who you got to deal witGeah, we at your service
You in the War Zone now, so don't be nervous
And it don't stop
Everybody drop *** bottom to the topThey want me to stop 'cause I been goin' hard on them lately

And I feel raisin' my right hand sayin', "Motherf***, don't make me
Slap ya *** for not bringin' back the cash
Now do it with no breaks, trick and get it real fast"One of you *** gon' feel these b***
Six cannons, loaded, c*** and pull it
West gang, ridin' out, that's all we do
West gang, *** I ain't gotta explain it to you, let's bangYeah, if you gettin' down to the sound, don't stop
If you gotta dump a few r***, don't stop
If some punk clown flags you down, don't stop
If you don't come from the town, don't stopIf you tryna hang with the gang, don't stop
If you makin' money tryna slang, don't stop
If the neighborhood's where you hang, don't stop
If bustin' s*** is yo' thang, don't stopLook, what'chu tryna do, my ***?
E'rything you talkin' 'bout, I been through my ***
I'm original, busta I'm a D.P.G.
War Zone motherf*** in the midst of the streetsGeah, you get it and go
When the boys roll past, you're lettin' 'em know
H*** in the waistband, gang of tattoos
Compton, Eiht don't stop for you foolsWon't stop, learnt it on 'em, I gotta eat chief
Now getcha *** in my way, I'm snatchin' you up by your lil' briefs
Now rock twice and do your hand like this
If you not, then stop representin' this gangsta ***So we bangs the clip, the main West G spot
Compton, Long Beach, S.E. Watts
Where *** is more sick, more dumb, more gone
Trick, you know where I'm from, the War ZoneIf you see the police, don't stop
You got your h*** on the seat, don't stop
My *** ball 'til you fall, don't stop
And break a *** like a law, don't stopMy *** get yo' cash, don't stop
Oh, you keep the stash in the dash? Don't stop
Oh, you like to scrape and crawl? Don't stop
Well, we do it with no breaks at all, don't stopDon't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Songwriters
COMBS, SEAN / VANDERPOOL, DAVIN / BROWN, ANDRE / KELSIE, TYRONE JAMES / LLOYD, JAMES KOWAN / MC INTOSH, ERICPublished by
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