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Motherfucker move back, I pursue rap at the of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from hollow and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as bitch as to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game With a brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to a chance in the game Used to break dance, it's a What money do to a brain If he lose his soul did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
My train of thought is of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off to get his work off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, Coronas See shirts say "We gotta get over" That juggy is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta For niggas flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts some shit for the heart fuck with radio, ignoring the charts I could a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft on a hard track, in this new rap I "X" cats like 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 you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G Claim sets, your city ain't got Niggas hate you, they ain't you no attention In a circle of fagots, name is mentioned With six degrees, I MC's, from a business man that's good From a nigga that was raised or just in the hood From what a says to what's understood Keep my shit tight like them in "The Wood" Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the Chi At the some cats give me the cold eye I'm a bitch the next one Let him know the is my section for taking You got to aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"