Luyện nghe bài hát One More Gen

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

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

now
(Get this den)
a drought on
(Now)

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

I might be and I rap
But, a hundred dollars of food stamps for 45 dollars
Nigga fat, I fin' to bite on that
I on stuff, a cup

I likes to out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin Donald Duck ? Secure my novel
When, I was fifteen old
dope game, I was told

I had hoes stealin' clothes for me, boostin' 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 a hustler, remember that? Mr. Flamboyant 1989
Down and Dirty, Federal, B-Legit the Savage, the Shot Caller
My little sista Suga T Sprinkle Me on the money mission

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

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

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

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

me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines
Giving up to the Elroy's
Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county rhymes

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

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

It's traditional, heavy ass for the
I got more in my rock, than Third Eye Blind
Forty-Wata-Wata main don't tell me you resign
It's too for this, dude you in your prime

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

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

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

But I'ma teach ya how to with my new invention
You might pay attention
I used to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners but I a punk
I worked at D's
(What did you make?)
of the Month

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

Some cheap , Marriot's America
Mean Green hooked me up South
Made a name for by word of mouth

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

just some that 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 folkers on the

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

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

Collaborated with my, Sam
Professor Bosstigili up on this
nose up like this
Where that Sojourn at, whattup

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

just some that 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

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

(D-Shot?)

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

Tap that ass Celly
(Whassup? Whassup?)
My Big Tyrone
(Big Buddha)

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

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

My little young Mac Mall up in this
From the V-Town I thought you 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

They heads up like
V-Town Millersville I thought you thought
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my Down-n-Dirty
and the Mobb Unit
I thought, they