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Motherfucker back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack Rap I for the hungry and underprivileged Something different from these hollow and niggas is business strictly, step to my business is risky 'Specially when you as bitch as Back to back LP's that the same, I surround the game a four-pounded brainstorm To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to a chance in the game to break dance, it's a shame What money do to a nigga If he lose his soul did a nigga gain?
"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it, C O 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 on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas See shirts say "We gotta get over" That shit is over, the war is on I only want to be a soldier, I'm on, to a culture Focused Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark For niggas that's with ice, my thought's the ark warming arts with some shit for the heart Don't fuck with radio, ignoring the I could give a fuck what you made in a year, nigga, you A nigga on a hard track, in this new rap Generation I "X" cats a Muslim He fell off 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 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 high top trying to be like Then Snoop and it became a G thing Claim sets, your city got gangs Niggas hate you, they paying you no attention In a of fagots, your name is mentioned With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a business man that's From a nigga that was or just lived in the hood From what a says to what's understood Keep my shit like them boys in "The Wood" Dick is 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 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"