Ah on
Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something from these hollow and grunting niggas This is business strictly, step to my business is 'Specially you as bitch as Missy Back to back that sound the same, I surround the game With a four-pounded To make niggas in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game to break dance, it's a shame What do to a nigga brain If he lose his soul what did a gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O M O to the N"
My train of 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 want 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 arts with some shit for the heart Don't fuck radio, ignoring the charts I could give a fuck 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 fell off cause I him Let his Bentley and his weak crew be his 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 wasn't you was a thug before Pac came Ten years ago you had a top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it a G thing Claim sets, your city got gangs Niggas hate you, they ain't paying you no In a of fagots, your name is mentioned six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's good From a nigga that was or just lived in the hood what a nigga says to what's understood Keep my shit like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is hard like the "Boyz in the Hood" to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi At the some cats give me the cold eye I'm a bitch slap the one Let him know the world is my section for You got to aggression
"Doin' it, it, I am doin' it, C O double M O to the N"