Tytuł: Gotta get that doe

• Wykonawca: Canibus
• Wyświetleń: 218

  
   feat. Pakman
  
  Yo whattup Pakman
  (Aiyyo whattup Bis, I'm waitin for the Rip Off man)
  Yo I just wanna know one thing (What's that?)
  You ready to get that dough (No doubt)
  AIGHT!!
  
  [Chorus: Canibus + Pakman]
  We be the rippers that'll bring if you act shady
  After we fry you, we puff a blunt and then it's gravy
  And you can keep her cuz we don't care about ya lady
  Iiiii've gotta get that dough! AIGHT!!
  
  [Canibus]
  Aiyyo it's only a handlefull of rap critics
  That every had a close-encounter with this rap wizard
  You wack rappers can't rip it
  In other words your lyrics are to primitive
  You need to be more descriptive
  Look at the way I flipped it, a True Hollywood Story
  I manipulated this miserable music business
  Then I caked off two, by going independent
  How much you make an album? About ten cents
  I make about ten cents, every sentence
  It's my third album and I'm workin on my tempence
  I don't brag; I'm keep it modest
  I'm ain't hot; I'm the hottest
  I'm not being pompus, I went through a process
  I used to be a prophit, now I make profits
  You sound like garbage, one of these days you gon' end up jobless
  Pushin a shoppin cart with the same Cristal bottles
  you was drinkin out of when shit was poppin
  I seen a episode on VH1 Documents
  They talked about your drug addiction and what was behind it
  The bottom line is, how much you sold
  No one gives a fuck if you blow, you gotta get that dough
  I'm tired of niggaz talkin about it, but I can't live without it
  I'm stuck if I ain't got it, so what's the logic?
  Should I talk about material objects, and get on some
  "How you like me now bitch," wearing a shiny outfit?
  (Nah Bis, don't do that come on) Yeah, I know, I know
  But no matter what I do I'ma get that dough, fo' sho'!
  
  [Chorus] 2x
  
  [Pakman]
  When I get at you niggaz, ain't nuttin personal I gotta
  Everything you spit, I'm predictin it's double copper
  You the type of nigga to force a nigga to rock ya
  Always got ya'self up in the middle of the drama
  Frontin for nothin cuz ya niggaz told me you pussy
  Need to get smarter and try to holler at the rookies
  Fuck with Canibus & Pak and get that ass a coffin
  FUCK what you thinkin faggot, we rippin niggaz open
  Now is a new day and we be focused on the paper
  Still'll get in you but the feeling for dough is greater
  Piling with hate and you need to holler at the maker
  If you don't do it now, then you gotta face it later
  Don't even think about tryna dim a nigga shinin
  You gon' fuck around and get slapped up with the iron
  Everything we do is connected with gettin paper
  And you ain't talk about it, so nigga I'll see you later
  
  [Chorus] 2x
  
  [Canibus]
  If ya know where ya comin from, ya know where ya goin
  I wouldn't doubt myself, not even for a moment
  I'm proud of my music cuz it's dope and I wrote it
  True Hollywood Stories opens in October
  Directed by none other than Canibus for a coper
  It's no stoppin me, my commodity is growin
  I'll fly anywhere on this planet to promote it
  Maybe I should come out with my own line of clothing
  I printed up some Canibus shirts and I sold 'em
  I jump on stage, and I prove I'm a showman
  Can-I-Bus is a microphone omen
  I slam it when I'm done to make sure that it's broken
  The industry's sick, man I'm already knowin
  Never had the luxury to choose, I was chosen
  Where I come from, opportunity is golden
  Platinum I already sold it, NO SHIT!!
  
  [Chorus] 2x