Gotta Get That Doe Lyrics - Canibus

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 'cause 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 'cause 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 'cause 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