- Votes:
- Composers:
- James Dewitt Yancey
- Lonnie Rashid Lynn
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- common
- hiphop
- rap
 
- See also:
Common - Dooinit lyrics
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 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 break dance, it's a shame
 What money do to a nigga brain
 If he lose his soul what did a nigga gain?
 Dooinit, dooinit, I am dooinit
 Dooinit, I am dooinit
 C O double M O to the N
 Dooinit, dooinit, I am dooinit
 C O double M O to the N
 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 only 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 wackCommon - Dooinit - http://motolyrics.com/common/dooinit-lyrics.html
 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 Bentley and his weak crew be his cushion
 I catch him on the streets in front of the bodyguards and rush him
 Dooinit, dooinit, I am dooinit
 Dooinit, I am dooinit
 C O double M O to the N
 Dooinit, dooinit, I am dooinit
 C O double M O to the N
 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 they hate you, they ain't paying you no attention
 In a circle of fagots, 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
 Dooinit, dooinit, I am dooinit
 Dooinit, I am dooinit
 C O double M O to the N
 Dooinit, dooinit, I am dooinit
 C O double M O to the N
 I am the C O double M O
 I am the C O double M O
 Dooinit, I am dooinit
 I am C O double M O to the N













