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move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and grunting This is business strictly, step to my is risky when you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's that sound the same, I 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 What money do to a nigga If he lose his soul did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off Trying to get his work off to I rap a chip 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 it's sorta dark For niggas that's with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some shit for the Don't with radio, ignoring the charts I could give a fuck what you in a year, nigga, you wack A nigga 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 bodyguards and him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
You wasn't saying you was a thug before Pac Ten years ago you had a high top to be like Kane Then released and it became a G thing Claim sets, city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't paying you no In a circle of fagots, your name is With six degrees, I separate MC's, a business man that's good From a nigga that was or just lived in the hood From a nigga says to what's understood my shit tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some give me the cold eye I'm a bitch the next one Let him know the world is my section for You got to reduce
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"