Luyện nghe bài hát One More Gen

I'm tryin' to hear some of that
Make it like a gorilla tryin' to get up out the trunk
(Yeah, well let's get this then)
Super super duper, trunk rattlin'
(That's what I'm 'bout)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm just a hustler, that? Mr. Flamboyant 1989
Down and Dirty, Federal, B-Legit the Savage, D-Shot the Caller
My little sista T Sprinkle Me on the money motivated mission

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

on us not too long ago
Sold our Lexuses and went back to the Cutlass
Buster they Zima's and forked toes

Starwise, with the knockoffs
My down south thugs call 'em elbows, heads
With the personalized license with the tremendous bump

nose, fakin' them domes
Breakin' and the neighborhood up, disturbin' homes
Ridin' on rims, Reyimmms, slidin' stop signs
Just like them films

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

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

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

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

I said, no not me, I won't
I'ma do it for my
Sober see, can't be
I pervin' all day since six o'clock
I pull a bootch a bad tooth

With the cheapest econo a like me can find
Drop her off out in the middle of next to a phone booth
Stranded freezin' to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

with my, Sam Bosstigili
Professor Bosstigili up on this
nose up like this
Where Sojourn at, whattup boy?

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

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

With this here, we mobbin' out, we mobbin' out, 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)

from A-1
They doin' it like down they ass
The Resevoir up in this
(All day smashin')

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

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

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

heads up like this
V-Town Millersville I thought you thought
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my cousins
Kamikaze and the Unit
I thought, they