Ah on
Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different these hollow and grunting niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as bitch as Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the With a brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, to take a chance in the game Used to break dance, it's a What money do to a 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 train of thought is that of a hustler, or a 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 when it's sorta dark For niggas flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts some shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I could give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you A soft nigga on a track, in this new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his 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 saying you was a thug before Pac Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Then Snoop released and it became a G Claim sets, your city got gangs 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 man that's good From a nigga that was or just lived in the hood From what a says to what's understood Keep my tight like them boys in "The Wood" is always hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the 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 doin' it, C O M O to the N"