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Motherfucker move back, I pursue rap at the of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and grunting This is business strictly, to my business is risky 'Specially 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 what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
My of thought is that 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 that say "We get over" That juggy 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 that's flooded 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 in a year, nigga, you wack A soft nigga on a hard track, in new rap Generation I "X" cats like a He fell off cause I him Let his Bentley and his weak be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and him
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
You wasn't saying you was a thug Pac came Ten years ago you had a high top to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G Claim sets, your city got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't you no attention In a circle of fagots, your name is With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good From a nigga that was raised or lived in the hood From what a nigga says to what's Keep my shit tight 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 the world is my section for taking You got to reduce
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"