"yeah buddy!/rollin' like a big shot/chevy tuned up like a NASCAR pitstop/fresh paint job - CHECK!/fresh inside - CHECK!/is the outside frame in the trunk wide? - YES!/are the rims big? - WHAT?!/Do it ride good - GOOD!/lean back right hand on the pinewood." 
if you're really from the hood, and i don't give a fuck what hood you're from, when dorrough's trunk banger "ice cream paint job" started jammin' on the system, you definately got a tingle. if you've ever sat up under a big block chevy, brought all the way back to life, with the nardi wheel beamin' in the hot summer sun; you definately got the tingle. i heard the shit and i tell you, i could feel the vibration of those big block monsters all up in my chest. i could hear the flowmasters and straight pipes killin' the atmosphere, ya' dig? walk that walk was cool, but that shit was for broads and the club. i ain't female, and i don't fuck with the clubs like that unless i'm gettin' paid at the end of the nite.
dorrough has had a buzz in dallas. the streets have been waitin' for a minute to see what the youngsta was going to brings to the table. straight up, i was excited about this project.  i was hopin' that dorrough would serve the streets correctly, and hopefully clear the misplaced perception that dallas rappers are just catchy dance creators that can't hold their own on the mic. overall, dorrough brought a solid cd to the table. the opus opens with "i grind," a gritty cut with a screwed up hook that has dorrough trying to make us understand how he feels about his grind. the opening track flows smoothly in to the aforementioned heater, "ice cream paint job." this leads us into an offical lil' flip sighting on the very next cut, "she aint got it all." i've listened to this track at least 20 times, and it's just not a sont i'd bang in the ride. i pushed skip. after flip i was way thankful for "hood song" featuring another dallas up and comer, tomeka pearl. this cut puts the cd back in the right space. dorrough showcases what i feel is his strongest skill as a young emcee, telling stories." dorrough spits: "you can catch me in the hood like fish fries on a saturday/lil' mama lookin' good i like the way she wore her hair today/she hopped up in the slab, i say what you wanna do today/ she looked at me and smiled, and said boy i'm doin you today.." the catchy hook is provided by tomeka pear and reminds you, "you can take me from my hood,  but you cant take my hood from me, i rep my hood it's unda stood, say what you want but all i know is... " y'all know we love the hood hear at www.HaughvilleUSA.com.
"flash out" is another cut that i wasn't really feelin'. the production on this cut just seems kind of empty, it's like something is missing. we all know that you can't really put out a cd and claim any street cred without the mandatory track that's dedicated to the homie(s), dead, living, or in the penn.
dorrough sticks to that well documumented blueprint for success by including the track that i'm assumming is dedicated to his bro, "never change." he then raises the dedication bar with another dedication cut "feel this," that again features tomeka pearl on the hook.
"piece & chain swangin'" picks the pace of the dic back up. on this bass heavy banger dorrough jumped in his slab with the ice cream paint job and rode south on 45 to connect with h-town's on slim thugga. on "this time you was wrong" dorrough takes the time to get at all the women that charge a brotha up with the bullshit that makes you keep a blunt to ya' face. alot of you sistahs readin' this blog might want to check this cut out. lol the second part of the disc begins with "walk that walk," we won't go into this joint too deep. we already know the business with this one, this is my favorite verse from cut; "real talk i got what she needs/head board knockin' up against her knees/hit her from the back so i can grab her by the waist /flip her over then yuuuuuul all on her face." that shit is classic!

i thought ciara had snuck in the studio with dorrough on the next track "wired to the t," with its goodies sample. i can see the ladies doin' their thang to this one, that's about it. i pressed skip.
tum tum out the grove came through for the next track, "trunk bang." this joint will be rattlin' plenty of trunks from the wash on mlk in south dallas to pressure world on lamar in memphis.
"Ringtone" is some hillarious shit, catchy as a muthafucka (i'm smilin' typin' this shit). have you ever wondered what ringtone people assign you, and why? i wonder this all the time! i'm sure tht most of the songs assigned to me are fucked up, but that's another story.
we come to the last two tracks on the disc, "whole lotta" and "caramel sundae." "whole lotta"is a fun song with an uptempo beat that brings to mind the skating rink versus the streets. dorrough continues his assault on those that dont know that he's gettin' money, fuckin' plenty of hoes, and that he doesn't really fuck with haters. the final track on the cd "carame sundae" is cool. i fux with this one, it's real metaphoric joint all about the ladies. i like the way dorrough gives all the various tones of sistah their on ice cream flavor. i think this song will be real popular with the hustlin' sistahs in the shake joints. i'm tellin' you, some stripper named caramel is gonna break one of you tricks at peepin' tom's off this very song.
as i stated before, i was excited about this cd. it wasn't what i would have liked it to be, but i was definately satisfied with my purchase. you'll do some skippin', but not nearly as much as you would listening to alot of rappers out there. i think the overal consistency of the projet was cool, and for a first time out the gate, dorrough and the prime time click did their thang.  buy it.