Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Ours Part II

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

One more time,

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

Pick you up, off feet like a forklift, but instead it's the four-fifth
red, your brain 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 spittin' at
I never be a victim but the streets I endorsed it
Spittin' that real, y'all cowards just it
fluids in my lungs, motherfucker, I'm more sick

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

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

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

But look past that and how a killer be
Imagine the concert, they on they seats
Shorty mad gettin' stained, she damn near to faint
She saw a grimy, dirty nigga like P
With mad diamonds in his chain, she tryin' hard not to
Don't wanna a thing, the song that we sing
Mad diamonds in his chain, she hard not to blink
Don't wanna miss a thing, the song we sing, bang

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

My niggaz, can't stop us
Ev'rysince we got our hands on the AR's, the S, and the choppers
All of them is 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 or wake can catch you on Ted Koppel
I'm a thumper, you just a gay nigga
With a rainbow sticker on your bumper

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

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