Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Ours Part II

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

One more time,

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

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

You turn them off, I put 'em on so they on this
You game grammar school, mines metamorphic
Dem fools ain't killin' nuttin' in the club, they all
My is to sober that ass up, leave 'em all drenched
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 they realize real them dudes out coppin' more vests
learn how to

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

P gunna, shots stay a up out them
at light speed, make it a hot summer
In New York, New York, A.K.A., Zero
The Big Apple, the worms in the middle
The White Castle, the State
The home of that magazine new face
Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where I come
By how the cash stack and how I make a gun

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

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

My niggaz, they stop us
Ev'rysince we got our hands on the AR's, the S, and the fresh
All of is filled to the top with the vest poppers
We can get it on America's best coppers
Soon as the lead pop you, whoever don't it
To the funeral or wake can you on Ted Koppel
I'm a thumper, you just a gay nigga
With a rainbow on your rear bumper

They say life is short, death is
That makes it even to express my hunger
And I don't wanna polly y'all, I'm a of my own
Sorta like Tom talkin' to that volleyball
A Away', I'll blast away
Fuck, if you broke tomorrow, get today
And even though it's hard, is on they job
It's the Ryders and the Mobb, before my niggaz we'll

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