Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Ours Part II

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aha
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

One time, Nigga

You know, situation this
you know you gotta give back to the community
Gotta show these motherfuckers how to wipe them thangs off
'em a little somethin'

Pick you up, off your like a forklift, but instead it's the four-fifth
Ragu red, your brain them sauces
Like an, autopsy leavin 'em nauseous, when I aim at your
Put a pep in that bop you walk with
my tec spittin' at reinforcements
I could never be a victim but the I endorsed it
Spittin' that real, y'all just cough it
fluids in my lungs, motherfucker, I'm more sick

You turn them off, I put 'em on so they on this
You talk grammar school, mines metamorphic
Dem ain't killin' nuttin' in the club, they all bent
My intent is to sober that ass up, leave 'em all
See what a few cups of can offset
Got a paper, I ain't stressin', they all press
Ain't sellin' records, they come at me for press
When realize it's real them dudes out coppin' more vests
learn how to

Wipe guns off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, how hungry you
Get when feet are touchin', kid, a nigga hungry
them guns off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off ain't funny
Show you motherfuckers, just how you
Get when your feet are touchin', yeah, he one of

P gunna, stay a come up out them
Hammers at light speed, make it a hot
In New York, New York, A.K.A., Ground
The Big Apple, with the in the middle
The White Castle, the Empire
The home of Time magazine new face
of the world, I'll show you where I come from
By how the cash stack and how I a gun bust

But look past that and how a killer be
the concert, they dancin' on they seats
Shorty mad gettin' stained, she damn near about to
She never saw a grimy, nigga like P
With mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin' not to blink
Don't miss a thing, the song that we sing
Mad diamonds in his chain, she hard not to blink
wanna miss a thing, the song that we sing, bang

Wipe guns off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off ain't nuttin'
Show you motherfuckers, how hungry you
Get when your feet are touchin', kid, a hungry
them guns off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, how hungry you
Get your feet are touchin', yeah, he one of ours

My niggaz, they can't us
Ev'rysince we got our on the AR's, the S, and the fresh choppers
All of them is filled to the top with the vest
We can get it on with America's coppers
Soon as the lead pop you, whoever make it
To the funeral or can catch you on Ted Koppel
I'm a rare thumper, you just a gay
a rainbow sticker on your rear bumper

They say is short, death is longer
That makes it even to express my hunger
And I wanna polly y'all, I'm a zone of my own
like Tom Hanks talkin' to that volleyball
A 'Cast Away', blast away
Fuck, if you broke tomorrow, get today
And even though it's hard, is on they job
It's the and the Mobb, before my niggaz starve we'll

Wipe them guns off, get that money,
a nigga smile, off ain't nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, just how you
Get your feet are touchin', kid, a nigga hungry
Wipe guns off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, how hungry you
Get when your feet are touchin', yeah, he one of