Luyện nghe bài hát Dooinit

Ah on

Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack
Miscellaneous numbers and shoes grooves
Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged
Something from these hollow and grunting niggas
is business strictly, step to my business is risky
'Specially you as bitch as Missy
Back to back LP's that the same, I surround the game
With a brainstorm
To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a in the game
to break dance, it's a shame
What money do to a brain
If he lose his what did a nigga gain?

"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"

My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga his shirt off
Trying to get his work off to
I rap with a chip on my shoulder, Coronas
See shirts that say "We get over"
juggy shit is over, the war is on
I only to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture
Focused like Parks when it's sorta dark
For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with some shit for the
Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the
I could give a what you made in a year, nigga, you wack
A nigga on a hard track, in this new rap
Generation I "X" cats a Muslim
He fell off I pushed him
Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his
I catch him on the streets, in front of the and rush him

"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"

You wasn't saying you was a before Pac came
Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like
Then released and it became a G thing
Claim sets, your city ain't got
Niggas hate you, they ain't you no attention
In a circle of fagots, your name is
With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good
From a nigga that was raised or just lived in the
From what a nigga says to what's
my shit tight like them boys in "The Wood"
Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood"
to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi
At the crib cats give me the cold eye
I'm a bitch the next one
Let him know the world is my section for
You got to aggression

"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"