Luyện nghe bài hát One More Gen

I'm tryin' to some of that Mobb
it sound like a gorilla tryin' to get up out the trunk
(Yeah, let's get this crackin' then)
Super duper super duper, 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)
It's a on
(Now)

What you holla? you say? What dey know?
What dey about this? So what dey know?
dey know about this? So what dey know?
Now, strictly mobb, strictly

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

I likes to out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald ? Secure my novel
When, I was years old
Straight dope game, I was

I had them hoes stealin' for me, boostin' and sellin' they body
how it's supposed to be by nature 'cause I'm naughty, naughty
La-Di-Da-Di, we likes to pull
We do 'cause 'cause we dump on

Yeah, I'm just a hustler, remember Mr. Flamboyant 1989
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 night
Strapped with nines and Eagles
Me and my weeples come deeper them skinny

on us not too long ago
Sold our Lexuses and went back to the Supreme
demand they Zima's and forked toes

Starwise, the helicopter knockoffs
My down south thugs 'em elbows, turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates the tremendous bump

They nose, fakin' them
Breakin' and shakin' the neighborhood up, disturbin'
Ridin' on rims, Reyimmms, slidin' through stop
Just them action films

Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding and fines
myself up to the Elroy's
Doing time on the weekends, all up in the writin' rhymes

just some, that you can ride to
Some, for you to to
Some, you can to
Some, I can relate 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 on the boulevard

It's traditional, heavy ass for the
I got more bass in my rock, than Eye Blind
Forty-Wata-Wata main tell me you gonna resign
It's too for this, dude you in your prime

I said, no not me, I stop
do it for my Tupac
Sober see, can't be
I pervin' all day since six o'clock
I pull a bootch a bad tooth

With the cheapest lodge a like me can find
Drop her off out in the middle of nowhere next to a booth
freezin' to death

Empty can it
Stubborn hella hard to with
It's orienfested, let me explain it
I know they say that I been givin' up too much

But teach ya how to blossom with my new invention
You wanna pay attention
I used to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners but I wasn't a
I worked at D's
(What did you make?)
Employee of the

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

Some cheap , Great America
Green hooked me up down South
Made a for myself by word 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 at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin
to make a nigga practice lookin' hard
Some for all my folkers on the

Hah, oh, what dey
Oh, what dey about 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 up on this track
They nose up this
Where Sojourn at, whattup boy?

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

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

With 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)

D-Day A-1
doin' it like that down they ass
The Resevoir up in this
(All day smashin')

There go Max and Parlay
the R&B singer on they ass
Gonna they with that Mobb
head like that

My little young Mac Mall up in this
From the V-Town I thought you all the time
Up in they, ass can B
(Sic-wid-it nigga)

Cousin C-Bo, that Otis and singin'
"I hope I don't go back to slangin' llello" on ass
Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac
That K-1, Gino, Smitty, The Funk up in this ass

heads up like this
V-Town nigga Millersville I thought you
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my cousins
Kamikaze and the Mobb
I thought, they