One More Gen - E-40



Letra de One More Gen, canción donde E-40 interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm The Element of Surprise. Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de E-40 no te pierdas este single llamado One More Gen, no querras parar de escucharlo.

Letra One More Gen - E-40

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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 fuckin 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
(Fuck 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, fu*ka 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
Fuckin 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 fu*kto 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 fu*kto 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 --
motherfucker that's a bald-faced lie
Po-po's raid, I got an alibi Shot my
first video for $20 bucks, motherfucker
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 motherfucker T

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