Dooinit lyrics

[Intro]
Keep on (Chka-chka-chka, uh, uh)
Keep on (Chka-chka, uh, uh)
Keep on (Chka-chka, uh, uh)
Keep on (Chka-chka-chka, uh, uh)
Keep on (Chka-chka, uh, uh)
Keep on (Chka-chka, uh, uh)
Keep on (Chka, uh, uh)
Keep

[Verse 1]
Motherf*cker, move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack
As miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack
Bruise rap, I deliver for the hungry and underprivileged
Something different from these hollerin', gruntin' n*ggas
This is business strictly, step to my business is risky
'Specially when you as b*tch as Missy
Back-to-back LPs 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 (What?)
If he lose his soul, what did a n*gga gain?

[Chorus]
Doin' it-it, do-doin' it-it
Yeah, I am doin' it
Doin' it, I am doin' it
C-O-double-M-O to the N (What?)
Doin' it-it (Yeah), do-doin' it-it
I am doin' it
C-O-double-M-O to the N, ya heard?
[Verse 2]
My train of thought is that of a hustler or a n*gga with his shirt off
Tryin' to get his work off to customers
I rap with a chip on my shoulder
Squeezing Coronas, see shirts say, "We gotta get over"
That jiggy sh*t is over, the war is on
I only want to be a soldier, I'm holdin' on to a culture
Focused like Gordon Parks when it's sorta dark
For n*ggas flooded with ice, my thought's the ark
Performin' warmin' arts with some sh*t for the heart
Don't f*ck with radio, ignorin' 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 Bentley and his weak crew be his cushion
I catch him on the streets in front of bodyguards and rush him

[Chorus]
Doin' it-it, do-doin' it-it (Yeah)
I am doin' it (Yeah)
Doin'-in' it, I am doin' it
The C-O-double-M-O to the N (What?)
Doin' it-it, do-doin' it-it
I am doin' it
I'm the C-O-double-M-O to the N, ya heard?
[Verse 3]
You wasn't sayin' you was a thug before Pac came
Ten years ago, you had a high top tryin' to be like Kane
Then Snoop released and it became a G thang
Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs
n*ggas ain't hate you, they ain't payin' you no attention
In a circle of faggots, your name is mentioned
With six degrees (You what?), I separate MCs
From a businessman that's good (Uh)
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 (Yeah)
di*k is always hard like the boys 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'ma b*tch-slap the next one
Let him know the world is my section
To take it, you gotta use aggression

[Chorus]
Doin' it-it, do-doin' it-it
I am doin' it
Doin'-in' it, I am doin' it
C-O-double-M-O to the N (What?)
Doin' it-it, do-doin' it-it
I am doin' it
I'm the C-O-double-M-O to the N (N), ya heard? (Yo)
[Outro]
Yo
Yo
I'm the C-O-double-M-O (Yo)
I'm the C-O-double-M-O
Doin' it-it, I am doin' it
The C-O-double-M-O to the N