Gotta Get That Doe – Canibus – letras

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 shadyAfter we fry you, we puff a blunt and then it’s gravyAnd you can keep her cuz we don’t care about ya ladyIiiii’ve gotta get that dough! AIGHT!![Canibus]Aiyyo it’s only a handlefull of rap criticsThat every had a close-encounter with this rap wizardYou wack rappers can’t rip itIn other words your lyrics are to primitiveYou need to be more descriptiveLook at the way I flipped it, a True Hollywood StoryI manipulated this miserable music businessThen I caked off two, by going independentHow much you make an album? About ten centsI make about ten cents, every sentenceIt’s my third album and I’m workin on my tempenceI don’t brag; I’m keep it modestI’m ain’t hot; I’m the hottestI’m not being pompus, I went through a processI used to be a prophit, now I make profitsYou sound like garbage, one of these days you gon’ end up joblessPushin a shoppin cart with the same Cristal bottlesyou was drinkin out of when shit was poppinI seen a episode on VH1 DocumentsThey talked about your drug addiction and what was behind itThe bottom line is, how much you soldNo one gives a fuck if you blow, you gotta get that doughI’m tired of niggaz talkin about it, but I can’t live without itI’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 knowBut 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 gottaEverything you spit, I’m predictin it’s double copperYou the type of nigga to force a nigga to rock yaAlways got ya’self up in the middle of the dramaFrontin for nothin cuz ya niggaz told me you pussyNeed to get smarter and try to holler at the rookiesFuck with Canibus & Pak and get that ass a coffinFUCK what you thinkin faggot, we rippin niggaz openNow is a new day and we be focused on the paperStill’ll get in you but the feeling for dough is greaterPiling with hate and you need to holler at the makerIf you don’t do it now, then you gotta face it laterDon’t even think about tryna dim a nigga shininYou gon’ fuck around and get slapped up with the ironEverything we do is connected with gettin paperAnd 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 goinI wouldn’t doubt myself, not even for a momentI’m proud of my music cuz it’s dope and I wrote itTrue Hollywood Stories opens in OctoberDirected by none other than Canibus for a coperIt’s no stoppin me, my commodity is growinI’ll fly anywhere on this planet to promote itMaybe I should come out with my own line of clothingI printed up some Canibus shirts and I sold ’emI jump on stage, and I prove I’m a showmanCan-I-Bus is a microphone omenI slam it when I’m done to make sure that it’s brokenThe industry’s sick, man I’m already knowinNever had the luxury to choose, I was chosenWhere I come from, opportunity is goldenPlatinum I already sold it, NO SHIT!!