Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dooinit, artist - Common. Album song Like Water For Chocolate, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MCA
Song language: English
Dooinit |
Mo’fucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack |
Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves |
Rap I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged |
Something different from these hollow and grunting niggas |
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky |
'Specially when you as bitch as Missy |
Back to back LP’s that sound the same, I surround the game |
With a four-pounded brainstorm |
To make niggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game |
Used to breakdance, it’s a shame |
What money do to a nigga brain |
If he lose his soul what did a nigga gain? |
Doin’it, doin’it, I am doin’it |
C O double M O to the N (cut and scratched 4x) |
My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a nigga with his shirt off |
Trying to get his work off to customers |
I rap with a chip on my shoulder, squeezing Coronas |
See shirts that say We gotta get over |
That juggy shit is over, the war is on |
I on;y want to be a soldier, I’m holding on, to a culture |
Focused like Gordon Parks when it’s sorta dark |
For niggas that’s flooded with ice, my thought’s the ark |
Performing warming arts with some shit for the heart |
Don’t fuck with radio, ignoring the charts |
I could give a FUCK what you made in a year, nigga, you wack |
A soft nigga on a hard track, in this new rap |
Generation I X cats like a Muslim |
He fell off cause I pushed him |
Let his Bently and his weak crew be his cushion |
I catch him on the streets, in front of the bodyguards and rush him |
Doin’it, doin’it, I am doin’it |
C O double M O to the N (cut and scratched 4x) |
You wasn’t saying you was a thug before Pac came |
Ten years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane |
Then Snoop released and it became a G thang |
Claim sets, your city ain’t got gangs |
Niggas hate you, they ain’t paying you no attention |
In a circle of faggots, your name is mentioned |
With six degrees, I separate MC’s, from a business man that’s good |
>From a nigga that was raised or just lived in the hood |
>From what a nigga says to what’s understood |
Keep my shit tight like them boys in The Wood |
Dick is always hard like the Boyz in the Hood |
Peace to Dug Inf, No I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi |
At the crib some cats give me the cold eye |
I’m a bitch slap the next one |
Let him know the world is my section for taking |
You got to reduce aggression |
Doin’it, doin’it, I am doin’it |
C O double M O to the N (cut and scratched 4x) |