Next Generation lyrics

Artist  : Fabolous 
Song : Next Generation
 


[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]