Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Ours Part II

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

One time, Nigga

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

Pick you up, off your like a forklift, but instead it's the four-fifth
Ragu red, your leakin' them sauces
Like an, autopsy leavin 'em nauseous, when I aim at your
Put a pep in bop that you walk with
When my tec spittin' at
I could be a victim but the streets I endorsed it
Spittin' that real, y'all just cough it
Like fluids in my lungs, motherfucker, I'm more

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

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

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

But look past and listen how a killer be
Imagine the concert, they dancin' on seats
mad gettin' stained, she damn near about to faint
She never saw a grimy, nigga like P
With mad diamonds in his chain, she hard not to blink
wanna miss a thing, the song that we sing
Mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin' hard not to
wanna miss 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, how hungry you
Get your feet are touchin', kid, a nigga hungry
Wipe them guns off, get money, money
Wipe a smile, off ain't nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, just how you
Get your 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 them is filled to the top with the vest
We can get it on with America's coppers
Soon as the pop you, whoever don't make it
To the funeral or wake can catch you on Ted
I'm a thumper, you just a gay nigga
With a rainbow sticker on your rear

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

Wipe guns off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, how hungry you
Get your feet are touchin', kid, a nigga hungry
Wipe them off, get that money, money
Wipe a nigga smile, off nuttin' funny
Show you motherfuckers, just how you
Get when feet are touchin', yeah, he one of ours