Song | One More Gen - Clean |
Artist | E-40 |
Album | The Element Of Surprise |
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!! |
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!! |