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 This is business strictly, to my business is risky when you as bitch as Missy Back to back LP's sound the same, I surround the game a four-pounded brainstorm To make niggas in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game Used to dance, it's a shame What do to a nigga brain If he lose his what did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double 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 on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See shirts say "We gotta get over" juggy shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a Focused like Gordon when it's sorta dark For that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark Performing warming arts with some shit for the Don't fuck with radio, the charts I give a fuck what you made 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 and his weak crew be his cushion I catch him on the streets, in front of the and rush 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 trying to be Kane Snoop 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, name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man good From a that was raised or just lived in the hood From what a nigga to what's understood Keep my shit tight like them in "The Wood" Dick is always like the "Boyz in the Hood" Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some cats me the cold eye I'm a slap the next one Let him know the world is my for taking You got to reduce
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"