เนื้อเพลง Dooinit - Common

Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka [x6]

Mo'f*cker 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 n*ggas
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky
'Specially when you as b*tch as Missy
Back to back LP's that sound the same, I surround the game
With a four-pounded brainstorm
To make n*ggas dance in the rain, scared to take a chance in the game
Used to breakdance, it's a shame
What money do to a n*gga brain
If he lose his soul what did a n*gga gain?

"Doin' it, doin' it, I am doin' it"
"C O double M O to the N" [cut and scratched x4]

My train of thought is that of a hustler, or a n*gga 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 sh*t 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 n*ggas that's flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performing warming arts with some sh*t for the heart
Don't f*ck with radio, ignoring the charts
I could give a F*CK what you made in a year, n*gga, you wack
A soft n*gga 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 x4]

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
N*ggas 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 n*gga that was raised or just lived in the hood
>From what a n*gga says to what's understood
Keep my sh*t tight like them boys in "The Wood"
D*ck 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 b*tch 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 x4]