Luyện nghe bài hát One More Gen

I'm tryin' to hear of that Mobb
Make it sound like a tryin' to get up out the trunk
(Yeah, well let's get this then)
Super super duper, trunk rattlin'
(That's I'm talkin '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? What you say? What dey
What dey know about this? So dey know?
What dey know about So what dey know?
Now, strictly mobb, mobb

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

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

I had them hoes stealin' 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 to pull triggers
We do trouble 'cause we dump 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 Suga T Sprinkle Me on the motivated mission

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

Crept on us not too ago
our Lexuses and went back to the Cutlass Supreme
Buster demand Zima's and forked toes

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

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

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

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

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

It's traditional, ass for the mobb
I got more bass in my rock, Third Eye Blind
main don't tell me you gonna resign
It's too early for this, dude you in your

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

With the econo lodge 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 reason
game orienfested, let me explain it
I know they say that I been givin' up too game

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

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

Some cheap , Marriot's America
Mean Green me up down South
Made a name for myself by 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 sto', and purchase some gin
Some to a nigga practice lookin' hard
Some for all my folkers on the

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

Hella, the board of up in this
The board of
Head Above productions

Collaborated my, Sam Bosstigili
Professor Bosstigili up on track
They up like this
Where that Sojourn at, whattup

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

It's some that you can listen to, one mo' gen
Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase gin
to make a nigga practice 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)

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

There go Max and Parlay
LeVitti the R&B on they ass
Gonna they nose that Mobb
They head 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
Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac
That K-1, Gino, Smitty, The Funk Mobb up in ass

They up like this
nigga Millersville I thought you thought
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my cousins
Kamikaze and the Unit
I thought, they