| Song | One More Gen - Clean |
| Artist | E-40 |
| Album | The Element Of Surprise |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bostic, Stevens | |
| I'm tryin to hear some of that mobb | |
| Make it sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk | |
| (yeah, well let's get this shit crackin then) | |
| Super duper super duper, trunk rattlin | |
| (that's what i'm talkin 'bout) | |
| Old school, in the basement | |
| (some shit for the ****in trunk nigga) | |
| Magazine street, hillside type | |
| (this is what we do, all day like this nigga!) | |
| Mobb shit now! | |
| (get this shit crackin den nigga!) | |
| It's a drought on | |
| (**** now!) | |
| Beotch! | |
| What you holla? what you say? what dey know? | |
| What dey know about this, so what dey know? | |
| What dey know about this, so what dey know? | |
| Beotch! now... | |
| Strictly mobb, strictly mobb | |
| I might be rich and i rap, but sheeeyit | |
| A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars | |
| Nigga fat, i wasn't fin' to bite on that | |
| I stay on stuff, **** a cup, i likes to drink out the bottle | |
| Mix gordon's gin with donald duck ? secure my novel | |
| When, i was fifteen years old | |
| Straight dope game, i was told | |
| I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin they body | |
| Nigga that's how it's supposed to be by nature cause i'm naughty naughty | |
| La-di-da-di, we likes to pull triggers | |
| We do cause trouble cause we dump on niggaz | |
| Yeah, i'm just a hustler, remember that? mr. flamboyant 1989 | |
| Down and dirty, federal, b-legit the savage, d-shot the shot caller | |
| My little sista suga t sprinkle me on the money motivated mission | |
| Tryin to have it in a major way after i was on the late night grind | |
| Strapped with nines and desert eagles, me and my weeples | |
| Come deeper than them skinny bitches, crept on us not too long ago | |
| Sold our lexuses and went back to the cutlass supreme | |
| Buster demand they zima's and forked toes | |
| Starwise, with the helicopter knockoffs | |
| My down south thugs call em elbows, turnin heads | |
| With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump | |
| ****in they nose, fakin them domes | |
| Breakin and shakin the neighborhood up, disturbin homes | |
| Ridin on rims *tires peeling out* | |
| Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just like them action films | |
| Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines | |
| Giving myself up to the elroy's | |
| Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes | |
| It's just some shit, some shit that you can ride to | |
| Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to | |
| Some shit, some shit that you can **** to | |
| Some shit, some shit i can relate to | |
| Chorus: | |
| It's just some shit, some shit that you can ride to | |
| Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to | |
| Some shit, some shit that you can **** to | |
| Some shit, some shit i can relate to | |
| It's just some shit that you can listen to, one mo' gen | |
| Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin | |
| Some shit to make a nigga practice lookin hard | |
| Some shit for all my folkers on the boulevard | |
| It's traditional, heavy ass shit for the mobb | |
| I got more bass in my rock, than third eye blind | |
| Forty-wata-wata main don't tell me you gonna resign | |
| It's too early for this, dude you in your prime! | |
| I said -- no not me, i won't stop | |
| I'ma do it for my nigga tupac | |
| Sober see, that can't be | |
| I been pervin all day since six o'clock | |
| I pull a bootch like a bad tooth | |
| With the cheapest econolodge a nigga like me can find | |
| Drop her ass off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth | |
| Stranded freezin to death... empty handed can it | |
| Stubborn hella hard to reason with | |
| It's game orienfested, let me explain it | |
| I know they say that i been, givin up too much game | |
| But i'ma teach ya how to blossom with my new invention | |
| You might wanna pay attention | |
| I used to sell kirby vacumn cleaners but i wasn't a punk | |
| I worked at mickey d's (what did you make) employee of the month | |
| Livin above my means -- mother****er that's a bald-faced lie | |
| Po-po's raid, i got an alibi | |
| Shot my first video for $20 bucks, mother****er | |
| Some cheap shit, marriot's great america | |
| Mean green hooked me up down south | |
| Made a name for myself by word of mouth | |
| Chorus | |
| Hah... oh what dey know? | |
| Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know? | |
| Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know? | |
| Beotch!! | |
| Hella.. | |
| The board of weebleizations up in this mother****er | |
| The board of weebleizations | |
| Head above water productions | |
| Collaborated with my mother****in nigga, sam bosstigili | |
| Professor bosstigili up on this bitch ass mother****in track | |
| ****in they nose up like this | |
| Where that nigga sojourn at, whattup boy? | |
| Chorus | |
| Beotch! with this here, we mobbin out | |
| We mobbin out, suga t (ay whassup gurl?) | |
| D-shot (d-shot ???) | |
| B-legit up in this mother****er (yo e-feezee main!) | |
| Young muggzy, keveo (you, know!) | |
| Tap that ass celly cel (whassup, whassup nigga!) | |
| My nigga big bone tyrone (big buddha!!) | |
| D-day from a-1 | |
| They doin it like that down they bitch ass | |
| The resevoir hoggs up in this mother****er! | |
| (all day smashin) | |
| There go max and that nigga parlay | |
| Levitti the r&b singer on they bitch ass | |
| Gonna **** they nose with that mobb shit | |
| ****in they head like that | |
| My little young cousin mac mall up in this bitch | |
| From the v-town nigga i thought you thought all the time | |
| Up in they, bitch ass tall can b (sic-wid-it nigga!) | |
| Cousin c-bo | |
| That nigga otis and shug singin | |
| "i hope i don't go back to slangin llello" on they bitch ass | |
| Cousin lil bruce, mac shon | |
| That nigga k-1, gino | |
| Smitty, the funk mobb up in this bitch ass mother****er | |
| ****in they heads up like this | |
| V-town nigga millersville i thought you thought | |
| (uh-huh) | |
| Yeah my cousins nigga down-n-dirty | |
| Kamikaze and the mobb unit bitch | |
| I thought they thought!! | |
| .. | |
| Beotch!! |
| zuo ci : Bostic, Stevens | |
| I' m tryin to hear some of that mobb | |
| Make it sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk | |
| yeah, well let' s get this shit crackin then | |
| Super duper super duper, trunk rattlin | |
| that' s what i' m talkin ' bout | |
| Old school, in the basement | |
| some shit for the in trunk nigga | |
| Magazine street, hillside type | |
| this is what we do, all day like this nigga! | |
| Mobb shit now! | |
| get this shit crackin den nigga! | |
| It' s a drought on | |
| now! | |
| Beotch! | |
| What you holla? what you say? what dey know? | |
| What dey know about this, so what dey know? | |
| What dey know about this, so what dey know? | |
| Beotch! now... | |
| Strictly mobb, strictly mobb | |
| I might be rich and i rap, but sheeeyit | |
| A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for 45 dollars | |
| Nigga fat, i wasn' t fin' to bite on that | |
| I stay on stuff, a cup, i likes to drink out the bottle | |
| Mix gordon' s gin with donald duck ? secure my novel | |
| When, i was fifteen years old | |
| Straight dope game, i was told | |
| I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin they body | |
| Nigga that' s how it' s supposed to be by nature cause i' m naughty naughty | |
| Ladidadi, we likes to pull triggers | |
| We do cause trouble cause we dump on niggaz | |
| Yeah, i' m just a hustler, remember that? mr. flamboyant 1989 | |
| Down and dirty, federal, blegit the savage, dshot the shot caller | |
| My little sista suga t sprinkle me on the money motivated mission | |
| Tryin to have it in a major way after i was on the late night grind | |
| Strapped with nines and desert eagles, me and my weeples | |
| Come deeper than them skinny bitches, crept on us not too long ago | |
| Sold our lexuses and went back to the cutlass supreme | |
| Buster demand they zima' s and forked toes | |
| Starwise, with the helicopter knockoffs | |
| My down south thugs call em elbows, turnin heads | |
| With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump | |
| in they nose, fakin them domes | |
| Breakin and shakin the neighborhood up, disturbin homes | |
| Ridin on rims tires peeling out | |
| Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just like them action films | |
| Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines | |
| Giving myself up to the elroy' s | |
| Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes | |
| It' s just some shit, some shit that you can ride to | |
| Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to | |
| Some shit, some shit that you can to | |
| Some shit, some shit i can relate to | |
| Chorus: | |
| It' s just some shit, some shit that you can ride to | |
| Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to | |
| Some shit, some shit that you can to | |
| Some shit, some shit i can relate to | |
| It' s just some shit that you can listen to, one mo' gen | |
| Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin | |
| Some shit to make a nigga practice lookin hard | |
| Some shit for all my folkers on the boulevard | |
| It' s traditional, heavy ass shit for the mobb | |
| I got more bass in my rock, than third eye blind | |
| Fortywatawata main don' t tell me you gonna resign | |
| It' s too early for this, dude you in your prime! | |
| I said no not me, i won' t stop | |
| I' ma do it for my nigga tupac | |
| Sober see, that can' t be | |
| I been pervin all day since six o' clock | |
| I pull a bootch like a bad tooth | |
| With the cheapest econolodge a nigga like me can find | |
| Drop her ass off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth | |
| Stranded freezin to death... empty handed can it | |
| Stubborn hella hard to reason with | |
| It' s game orienfested, let me explain it | |
| I know they say that i been, givin up too much game | |
| But i' ma teach ya how to blossom with my new invention | |
| You might wanna pay attention | |
| I used to sell kirby vacumn cleaners but i wasn' t a punk | |
| I worked at mickey d' s what did you make employee of the month | |
| Livin above my means mother er that' s a baldfaced lie | |
| Popo' s raid, i got an alibi | |
| Shot my first video for 20 bucks, mother er | |
| Some cheap shit, marriot' s great america | |
| Mean green hooked me up down south | |
| Made a name for myself by word of mouth | |
| Chorus | |
| Hah... oh what dey know? | |
| Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know? | |
| Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know? | |
| Beotch!! | |
| Hella.. | |
| The board of weebleizations up in this mother er | |
| The board of weebleizations | |
| Head above water productions | |
| Collaborated with my mother in nigga, sam bosstigili | |
| Professor bosstigili up on this bitch ass mother in track | |
| in they nose up like this | |
| Where that nigga sojourn at, whattup boy? | |
| Chorus | |
| Beotch! with this here, we mobbin out | |
| We mobbin out, suga t ay whassup gurl? | |
| Dshot dshot ??? | |
| Blegit up in this mother er yo efeezee main! | |
| Young muggzy, keveo you, know! | |
| Tap that ass celly cel whassup, whassup nigga! | |
| My nigga big bone tyrone big buddha!! | |
| Dday from a1 | |
| They doin it like that down they bitch ass | |
| The resevoir hoggs up in this mother er! | |
| all day smashin | |
| There go max and that nigga parlay | |
| Levitti the r b singer on they bitch ass | |
| Gonna they nose with that mobb shit | |
| in they head like that | |
| My little young cousin mac mall up in this bitch | |
| From the vtown nigga i thought you thought all the time | |
| Up in they, bitch ass tall can b sicwidit nigga! | |
| Cousin cbo | |
| That nigga otis and shug singin | |
| " i hope i don' t go back to slangin llello" on they bitch ass | |
| Cousin lil bruce, mac shon | |
| That nigga k1, gino | |
| Smitty, the funk mobb up in this bitch ass mother er | |
| in they heads up like this | |
| Vtown nigga millersville i thought you thought | |
| uhhuh | |
| Yeah my cousins nigga downndirty | |
| Kamikaze and the mobb unit bitch | |
| I thought they thought!! | |
| .. | |
| Beotch!! |
| zuò cí : Bostic, Stevens | |
| I' m tryin to hear some of that mobb | |
| Make it sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk | |
| yeah, well let' s get this shit crackin then | |
| Super duper super duper, trunk rattlin | |
| that' s what i' m talkin ' bout | |
| Old school, in the basement | |
| some shit for the in trunk nigga | |
| Magazine street, hillside type | |
| this is what we do, all day like this nigga! | |
| Mobb shit now! | |
| get this shit crackin den nigga! | |
| It' s a drought on | |
| now! | |
| Beotch! | |
| What you holla? what you say? what dey know? | |
| What dey know about this, so what dey know? | |
| What dey know about this, so what dey know? | |
| Beotch! now... | |
| Strictly mobb, strictly mobb | |
| I might be rich and i rap, but sheeeyit | |
| A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for 45 dollars | |
| Nigga fat, i wasn' t fin' to bite on that | |
| I stay on stuff, a cup, i likes to drink out the bottle | |
| Mix gordon' s gin with donald duck ? secure my novel | |
| When, i was fifteen years old | |
| Straight dope game, i was told | |
| I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin they body | |
| Nigga that' s how it' s supposed to be by nature cause i' m naughty naughty | |
| Ladidadi, we likes to pull triggers | |
| We do cause trouble cause we dump on niggaz | |
| Yeah, i' m just a hustler, remember that? mr. flamboyant 1989 | |
| Down and dirty, federal, blegit the savage, dshot the shot caller | |
| My little sista suga t sprinkle me on the money motivated mission | |
| Tryin to have it in a major way after i was on the late night grind | |
| Strapped with nines and desert eagles, me and my weeples | |
| Come deeper than them skinny bitches, crept on us not too long ago | |
| Sold our lexuses and went back to the cutlass supreme | |
| Buster demand they zima' s and forked toes | |
| Starwise, with the helicopter knockoffs | |
| My down south thugs call em elbows, turnin heads | |
| With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump | |
| in they nose, fakin them domes | |
| Breakin and shakin the neighborhood up, disturbin homes | |
| Ridin on rims tires peeling out | |
| Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just like them action films | |
| Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines | |
| Giving myself up to the elroy' s | |
| Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes | |
| It' s just some shit, some shit that you can ride to | |
| Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to | |
| Some shit, some shit that you can to | |
| Some shit, some shit i can relate to | |
| Chorus: | |
| It' s just some shit, some shit that you can ride to | |
| Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to | |
| Some shit, some shit that you can to | |
| Some shit, some shit i can relate to | |
| It' s just some shit that you can listen to, one mo' gen | |
| Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin | |
| Some shit to make a nigga practice lookin hard | |
| Some shit for all my folkers on the boulevard | |
| It' s traditional, heavy ass shit for the mobb | |
| I got more bass in my rock, than third eye blind | |
| Fortywatawata main don' t tell me you gonna resign | |
| It' s too early for this, dude you in your prime! | |
| I said no not me, i won' t stop | |
| I' ma do it for my nigga tupac | |
| Sober see, that can' t be | |
| I been pervin all day since six o' clock | |
| I pull a bootch like a bad tooth | |
| With the cheapest econolodge a nigga like me can find | |
| Drop her ass off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth | |
| Stranded freezin to death... empty handed can it | |
| Stubborn hella hard to reason with | |
| It' s game orienfested, let me explain it | |
| I know they say that i been, givin up too much game | |
| But i' ma teach ya how to blossom with my new invention | |
| You might wanna pay attention | |
| I used to sell kirby vacumn cleaners but i wasn' t a punk | |
| I worked at mickey d' s what did you make employee of the month | |
| Livin above my means mother er that' s a baldfaced lie | |
| Popo' s raid, i got an alibi | |
| Shot my first video for 20 bucks, mother er | |
| Some cheap shit, marriot' s great america | |
| Mean green hooked me up down south | |
| Made a name for myself by word of mouth | |
| Chorus | |
| Hah... oh what dey know? | |
| Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know? | |
| Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know? | |
| Beotch!! | |
| Hella.. | |
| The board of weebleizations up in this mother er | |
| The board of weebleizations | |
| Head above water productions | |
| Collaborated with my mother in nigga, sam bosstigili | |
| Professor bosstigili up on this bitch ass mother in track | |
| in they nose up like this | |
| Where that nigga sojourn at, whattup boy? | |
| Chorus | |
| Beotch! with this here, we mobbin out | |
| We mobbin out, suga t ay whassup gurl? | |
| Dshot dshot ??? | |
| Blegit up in this mother er yo efeezee main! | |
| Young muggzy, keveo you, know! | |
| Tap that ass celly cel whassup, whassup nigga! | |
| My nigga big bone tyrone big buddha!! | |
| Dday from a1 | |
| They doin it like that down they bitch ass | |
| The resevoir hoggs up in this mother er! | |
| all day smashin | |
| There go max and that nigga parlay | |
| Levitti the r b singer on they bitch ass | |
| Gonna they nose with that mobb shit | |
| in they head like that | |
| My little young cousin mac mall up in this bitch | |
| From the vtown nigga i thought you thought all the time | |
| Up in they, bitch ass tall can b sicwidit nigga! | |
| Cousin cbo | |
| That nigga otis and shug singin | |
| " i hope i don' t go back to slangin llello" on they bitch ass | |
| Cousin lil bruce, mac shon | |
| That nigga k1, gino | |
| Smitty, the funk mobb up in this bitch ass mother er | |
| in they heads up like this | |
| Vtown nigga millersville i thought you thought | |
| uhhuh | |
| Yeah my cousins nigga downndirty | |
| Kamikaze and the mobb unit bitch | |
| I thought they thought!! | |
| .. | |
| Beotch!! |