Ah on
Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes grooves Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially you as bitch as Missy Back to back that sound the same, I surround the game With a brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a in the game Used to break dance, a shame money do to a nigga brain 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, squeezing See shirts that say "We get over" juggy shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta For niggas flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some shit for the Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I could a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you wack A soft on a hard track, in this new rap I "X" cats like a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his weak be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in front of the 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 Kane Then Snoop 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 is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good From a nigga was raised or just lived in the hood From what a nigga says to understood Keep my tight like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is always hard 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 slap the one Let him know the world is my for taking You got to aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"