Luyện nghe bài hát Dooinit

Ah on

Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack
Miscellaneous numbers and stack grooves
Rap I deliver for the hungry and
Something different from these hollow and grunting
This is 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 niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to break dance, it's a
What money do to a nigga
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
Trying to get his off to customers
I rap with a on my shoulder, squeezing 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 holding on, to a
Focused like Gordon Parks when sorta dark
For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with shit for the heart
Don't with radio, ignoring the charts
I give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack
A soft on a hard track, in this new rap
Generation I "X" cats a Muslim
He fell off cause I him
Let his Bentley and his weak be his cushion
I catch him on the streets, in of the bodyguards and rush him

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

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

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