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[Intro:] Yeah yeah yeah, make some motherfuckin noise Yo Doggy Dogg you're on, live on stage Performin tonight, excuse me Doggy Dogg you're on YOU KNOW! The one and only Don Corleone, the big homey y'know me Well if it's on I guess it's bout time Let me slide into this OG rhyme I do mine the way I do mine and I takes my time when I'm droppin my lines I look around, I spot MC's (and they) all in the place (and they) all wannabe's Tryin ta make their paper, tryin to do their thang but to me they all tryin to say the same thang How could you rap over *?be said what?* You ain't reachin the crowd, you ain't makin your fact You ain't droppin lines that hit the top You can't make the party go hip-hop abd you can't do your thing without usin mine We get and steal, I see you're on the grind but I'ma take my time to get my point across and if you get caught up in the rap shit then got lost and if you get tossed it's on your own, it's your own fault See I gots ta get mine, I don't try no song I just move on, groove on, try to prove on then I do mines to do mines and I'ma keep on, keep on, keep on to get'cha you in a...smooth type of atmosphere Sit back and pay attention yeah You ain't never heard it like that Uhh, is that right? That's right black but uhh,