Ah on
Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the hungry and Something different from these and grunting niggas This is business strictly, 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 four-pounded To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the Used to dance, it's a shame money do to a nigga brain If he lose his what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
My of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his work off to I rap with a on my shoulder, squeezing 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 Gordon Parks when sorta dark For niggas flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming with some shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, the charts I could give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you A nigga on a hard track, in this new rap Generation I "X" like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his and his weak crew be his cushion I him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O 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 paying you no In a circle of fagots, your is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good From a that was raised or just lived in the hood what a nigga says to what's understood Keep my tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the Chi At the crib some cats 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, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"