Luyện nghe bài hát Dooinit

Ah on

Motherfucker move back, I pursue rap at the of a New Jack
numbers and shoes stack grooves
Rap I deliver for the and underprivileged
different from these hollow and grunting niggas
This is business strictly, step to my is risky
'Specially you as bitch as Missy
Back to back LP's that sound the same, I the game
a four-pounded brainstorm
To make dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to break dance, a shame
What money do to a brain
If he lose his soul what did a 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 his shirt off
Trying to get his off to customers
I rap a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas
See shirts that say "We 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 Parks 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 soft nigga on a hard track, in new rap
Generation I "X" cats a Muslim
He fell off I pushed him
Let his and his weak crew be his cushion
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 saying you was a thug before Pac came
Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like
Then Snoop released and it became a G
Claim sets, your city ain't got
Niggas hate you, ain't paying you no attention
In a circle of fagots, your is mentioned
With six degrees, I separate MC's, from a 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 tight like them boys in "The Wood"
Dick is always hard the "Boyz in the Hood"
to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi
At the crib some cats give me the eye
I'm a slap the next one
Let him know the world is my for taking
You got to aggression

"Doin' it, doin' it, I am it, C O double M O to the N"