Dooinit - Common
Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka [x6]
Mo'f_cker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack
Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves
Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged
Something different from these hollow and grunting n_ggas
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky
'Specially when you as b_tch as Missy
Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game
With a four-pounded brainstorm
To make n_ggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to breakdance, it's a shame
What money do to a n_gga brain
If he lose his soul what did a n_gga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
"C O double M O to the N" [cut and scratched x4]
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a n_gga with his shirt off
Trying to get his work off to customers
I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas
See shirts that say "We gotta get over"
That juggy sh_t is over, the war is on
I on;y want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture
Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark
For n_ggas that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with some sh_t for the heart
Don't f_ck with radio, ignoring the charts
I could give a F_CK what you made in a year, n_gga, you wack
A soft n_gga on a hard track, in this new rap
Generation I "X" cats like a Muslim
He fell off cause I pushed him
Let his Bently and his weak crew be his cushion
I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
"C O double M O to the N" [cut and scratched x4]
You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac came
Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane
Then Snoop released and it became a G thang
Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs
N_ggas hate you, they ain't paying you no attention
In a circle of faggots, your name is mentioned
With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good
>From a n_gga that was raised or just lived in the hood
>From what a n_gga says to what's understood
Keep my sh_t tight like them boys in "The Wood"
D_ck is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood"
Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi
At the crib some cats give me the cold eye
I'm a b_tch slap the next one
Let him know the world is my section for taking
You got to reduce aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
"C O double M O to the N" [cut and scratched x4]
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