Luyện nghe bài hát One More Gen

I'm to hear some of that Mobb
it sound like a gorilla tryin' to get up out the trunk
(Yeah, well get this crackin' then)
Super duper duper, trunk rattlin'
(That's I'm talkin 'bout)

Old school, in the
(Some for the trunk)
Street, Hillside type
(This is what we do, all day this)

now
(Get this den)
It's a on
(Now)

What you holla? What you What dey know?
What dey know this? So what dey know?
What dey about this? So what dey know?
Now, mobb, strictly mobb

I be rich and I rap
But, a hundred dollars worth of food for 45 dollars
fat, I wasn't fin' to bite on that
I on stuff, a cup

I likes to drink out the
Mix Gordon's Gin with Duck ? Secure my novel
When, I was years old
dope game, I was told

I had them hoes stealin' clothes for me, and sellin' they body
That's how it's to be by nature 'cause I'm naughty, naughty
La-Di-Da-Di, we likes to triggers
We do 'cause trouble 'cause we on

Yeah, I'm just a hustler, remember that? Mr. Flamboyant
Down and Dirty, Federal, B-Legit the Savage, D-Shot the Caller
My little sista T Sprinkle Me on the money motivated mission

Tryin' to it in a major way after I was on the late night grind
Strapped with and Desert Eagles
Me and my weeples come deeper than them

Crept on us not too ago
Sold our Lexuses and went to the Cutlass Supreme
Buster demand they and forked toes

Starwise, the helicopter knockoffs
My down south call 'em elbows, turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates the tremendous bump

They nose, fakin' domes
Breakin' and shakin' the up, disturbin' homes
Ridin' on rims, Reyimmms, slidin' through signs
Just like action films

Watch me no cost to pay off my tickets and fines
Giving myself up to the
Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin'

just some, that you can ride to
Some, for you to to
Some, you can to
Some, I can relate to

It's just some you can listen to, one mo' gen
Make you at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin
to make a nigga practice lookin' hard
Some for all my on the boulevard

It's traditional, heavy ass for the
I got more bass in my rock, than Eye Blind
Forty-Wata-Wata main tell me you gonna resign
It's too early for this, dude you in prime

I said, no not me, I stop
do it for my Tupac
Sober see, that be
I been pervin' all day six o'clock
I a bootch like a bad tooth

With the cheapest lodge a like me can find
Drop her off out in the middle of nowhere next to a booth
freezin' to death

Empty can it
Stubborn hella to reason with
It's game orienfested, let me it
I know they say that I been up too much game

But I'ma teach ya how to blossom my new invention
You wanna pay attention
I to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners but I wasn't a punk
I at Mickey D's
(What did you make?)
of the Month

Livin' above my that's a bald-faced lie
raid, I got an alibi
Shot my first for 20 bucks

cheap , Marriot's Great America
Mean hooked me up down South
Made a name for myself by word of

It's some, that you can ride to
Some, for you to to
Some, you can to
Some, I can to

It's just some that you can to, one mo' gen
Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase gin
Some to make a practice lookin' hard
for all my folkers on the boulevard

Hah, oh, dey know?
Oh, dey know about this? Oh, what dey know?
Oh, dey know about this? Oh, what dey know?

Hella, the board of weebleizations up in
The board of
Head Water productions

Collaborated with my, Sam
Professor Bosstigili up on this
They nose up this
Where that Sojourn at, boy?

It's some, that you can ride to
Some, for you to to
Some, you can to
Some, I can to

It's just some that you can to, one mo' gen
Make you stop at the liquor sto', and some gin
Some to make a nigga lookin' hard
Some for all my on the boulevard

this here, we mobbin' out, we mobbin' out, Suga T
(Ay, gurl?)

(D-Shot?)

B-Legit up in
(Yo, main)
Muggzy, Keveo
(You know)

Tap that ass Cell
(Whassup? Whassup?)
My Big Bone
(Big Buddha)

D-Day A-1
They doin' it that down they ass
The Resevoir Hoggs up in
(All day smashin')

go Max and that Parlay
LeVitti the R&B singer on ass
Gonna nose with that Mobb
They head like

My young cousin' Mac Mall up in this
From the V-Town I you thought all the time
Up in they, ass can B
(Sic-wid-it nigga)

Cousin C-Bo, that Otis and Shug
"I hope I don't go back to slangin' llello" on ass
Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac
That K-1, Gino, Smitty, The Mobb up in this ass

heads up like this
V-Town nigga I thought you thought
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my Down-n-Dirty
Kamikaze and the Unit
I thought, thought