Представляем точный текст композиции "Next Generation" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fabolous. Наша коллекция содержит детально проверенные слова песни, включая скрытые метафоры, отсылки и эмоции, вложенные автором. Лирика «Next Generation» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fabolous передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани любимого трека.
Fabolous - "Next Generation"
[Hook]
Uh, uh yeah, yeah, oh
Raps new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation
Raps new generation
Raps 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
Dont 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 aint comin close
I run up, gun up, hit you and ya done up, playa you ghost
We killers, Violator, Murderer niggas
[Hook]
[R.C.]
Its 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
Its R. Cadillacs 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 thats them hoin
This playa comin back with the 4-5, like M. Jordan
Its spelled with a capital F
See everything from the sweater to the scarf to the capital F
Now with the hoodrats, Im like the rappin Hugh hef
Better known as F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
[Hook]
[Fortune]
Its time to seperate the oil from the cut and gotten the pot
So when the flame rise niggas gon respect whats 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, Ima tear em up in the club like Shyne
[Remy Martin]
Yall know if I spill sixteen its a massive commodity
[Machine Gun Firing]
So Ima just lay eight and etch the bodies
Everybody knows whos the hottest bitch
And thats why Im 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 Im not havin it
[Hook]
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