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Motherfucker move back, I rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous and shoes stack grooves Rap I deliver for the hungry and Something from these hollow and grunting niggas This is strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as bitch as Back to back LP's sound the same, I surround the game With a brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the Used to break dance, a shame What money do to a nigga If he lose his soul did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his off Trying to get his off to customers I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing See that say "We gotta get over" juggy shit is over, the war is on I only to be a soldier, I'm holding on, to a culture Focused like Gordon when it's sorta dark For niggas that's flooded with ice, my the ark Performing warming arts with shit for the heart Don't fuck radio, ignoring the charts I could give a fuck what you in a year, nigga, you wack A soft nigga on a track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats a Muslim He off cause I pushed him Let his Bentley and his crew be his cushion I him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards 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 ago you had a high top trying to be like 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, 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 From what a nigga to what's understood Keep my shit tight like them 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 some cats me the cold eye I'm a bitch slap the one Let him the world is my section for taking You got to aggression
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"