Tytuł: Next Generation

• Wykonawca: Fabolous
• Wyświetleń: 250

[Hook]
  Uh, uh yeah, yeah, oh
  Rap's new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation
  Rap's new generation
  Rap's new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation
  
  [Jo Jo Pellegrino]
  Well, say hello to the rap Al Capone, south with pone
  Tommy gun duck fitted to my mouth is chrome
  Don't get it backwards, Stuck Shore South is home
  Pelle who, soon to be caked out and blown
  Boss of the bosses, Pricehead, Soldier apparel
  Read the paper in my bed robe like Tony Soprano
  Throw em' all in the bottomless pit
  For rockin' bowling shoes, talk about rocks and shit
  
  [Cadillac Tah]
  Yo, you bitch niggas is prey, time pay
  I leave you shrumped in this five coupe [Errr]
  Faggot nigga I slide through
  Any hood representin' my set, generation is new
  But I wear this tech like a vest
  Spit and tear up ya vest
  D-A double D for that dough
  Hit em' where it hurt most
  You niggas ain't comin' close
  I run up, gun up, hit you and ya done up, playa you ghost
  We killers, Violator, Murderer niggas
  
  [Hook]
  
  [R.C.]
  It's the violator, clip changer, mix the mayor
  Got trick eight to throw more kisses than Jada
  And a bitch serve the guard properly
  She give me blows under the belt like a dirty boxer
  It's R. Cadillac's on twenty-twos
  And jewels that give you cataracts, bitch who you foolin'
  They gave me eight bars, no room to breathe
  And eight darts nigga, no one to leave
  
  [Fabolous]
  I come out with fire
  Stop, drop, roll out the booth
  Th rims come out the tires
  I stop, hop fall off the roof
  Only thing you should know is that's them hoin'
  This playa comin' back with the 4-5, like M. Jordan
  It's spelled with a capital F
  See everything from the sweater to the scarf to the capital F
  Now with the hoodrats, I'm like the rappin' Hugh hef
  Better known as F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
  
  [Hook]
  
  [Fortune]
  It's time to seperate the oil from the cut and gotten the pot
  So when the flame rise niggas gon' respect what's hot
  Four chain glock on em' with no warning
  Leave ya hood like a circle with no corners
  Made dough with the pot, heatin' and raisin'
  Been around more pies than sweet potatoes
  Violators, big dogs respect the line
  Niggas act, I'ma tear em' up in the club like Shyne
  
  [Remy Martin]
  Y'all know if I spill sixteen it's a massive commodity
  [Machine Gun Firing]
  So I'ma just lay eight and etch the bodies
  Everybody knows who's the hottest bitch
  And that's why I'm the only bitch on this shit
  And any ho that chu' know love Rem and Nick
  Cause I spit as if I had a dick
  This rap shit I done mastered it, 8-ball assassin chick
  Wanna give it to me but they know I'm not havin' it
  
  [Hook]