Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Shook Ones

Pt. 1

(prodigy):

The most violent of the violent lest we give life to
If these queensbridge kids don't you
We bring drama of the worst of enemies
Your first time be your last earth memories
only your own fault
I you fair warning..beware..
Of killa kids who care
fools who be dealt with in time
It a mystery
Hop on the and rhyme
In nineteenth hundred and ninety
All shook niggaz is supposed to have
Trying to get a of this pie we don't share
Prepare for the 'cause I been there
Try tah, keep a positive mind and a straight line don't work
So niggaz is forced to do
And God ....
So this wouldn't hurt
If I listen to the and the rules I learnt
On the for nineteenth years
And not
My priority is to reach twenty one breathing
Forever
would ever be even
So I the heat before breathing
Lost in this foul state
I can't keep straight
But I keep my eyes on the earth blinking
hard to be a man in this land of the venom
Any man try to
He get in him
Because..

(chorus / prodigy):

He ain't a son..son, he just shook one..shook one...

We live the life that of diamonds and
And numerous ways that we to earn funds..earn funds...
Some niggaz get shot, locked down and nuns
hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones...
He ain't a crook son, he a shook one..shook one...

(havoc):

For every rhyme I
Is 25 to
To all my in the bridge
Know I'm talking 'bout, right
Ain't no for hesitation
only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, no relation
'cause niggas don't play
I got time for the he say, she say
I'm than dat
that you packing gats
But you scared to get
Once you get the island
Change your and stop
years in the projects, my hard times of living
Wake up in the
Thank God I'm living
Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to
Or I am going to hell for all the I did
No time to dwell on
my brain reacts
Front if you nigga
Lay on ya
I fake jax
Kid, you I bring it to ya live
Stay in a place, kid you outta line
Criminal mind thirsty for recognition
I'm strictly sipping e&j like got my mind
I'm buggin diggin ..... hustling
Get loot kid
You my motherfucking function
Cause as as I'm alive
live illegal
And I get it
put it on my people
React quick to
Like I hit...
Your up
When I roll up, don't get sleepin'
I'm creepin' ...

...you a shook one

(chorus / prodigy):

We live the life that of and guns
And numerous ways that we choose to earn
Some niggaz get shot, locked down and nuns
hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones...
He ain't a crook son, he just a one..shook one...

We live the that of diamonds and guns
And ways that we choose to earn funds
Some niggaz get shot, locked and turned nuns
Cowardly hearts send straight up ones..shook ones...
He ain't a son..crook son, he just a shook one..shook one...

Yeah...

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Pt ii

Note: during the whole song you can hear talkings in the

(intro)

up son, word
Yeah, to all the and a hundred dollar billas
(yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', your eyes open)
For niggas who ain't got no feelings
(keep your open)
(no doubt, no son, I got this, I got this)
(just my back, I got this first, yo)
it out now
(word up, say it to them niggas, check this out a murda)

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the
You of us
Official murderers
The mobb comes equipped warfare, beware
Of my crime who got nuff shots to share
For all of who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab brain wit' your nosebone
You all alone in these streets,
Every man for theirself in this land we be
And keep them crews runnin'
Like supposed to
They come around but they come close to
I can see it inside face
in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they're whole body up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words man and you will get
You can put your whole against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very last time
Your simple words don't move me
You're minor, major
You all up in the game and don't to be a player
Don't make me have to call your out
Your is featherweight
My gunshots'll you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my is old
And the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets
It ain't really
Hey, yo dun spark the
So I can get my mind off yellowbacked niggas
Why they still I don't know, go figure
back in queens the realness is foundation
If I die I couldn't choose a better
When the slugs you feel a burning sensation
Getting to God in a tight situation
Now, take these home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write be about you

Son, shook...
'cause ain't no such as halfway crooks
Scared to death, to look
shook
'cause ain't no such things as halfway
Scared to death, scared to

Livin' the live of diamonds and guns
There's ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
Some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn
Cowardly hearts end straight up ones...shook ones
He ain't a son, he's just a shook one...shook one

For rhyme I write, it's 25 to life
Yo, it's a the gats we trust safeguardin' my life
no time for hesitation
That only to incarceration
You know me, there's no relation
Queensbridge niggas don't
I don't got time for your thinking mind
Son, I'm bigga those claimin' that you pack heat
But you're scared to
And when the smoke clears you'll be with one in your dome
13 in the projects, my mentality is what, kid
You a good one but you don't want it
I wonder do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in for all the things I did
No time to dwell on 'cause my brain reacts
Front if you want kid, lay on back
I fake that kid
in a child's place, kid you out o' line
Criminal minds for recognition
I'm sippin' e&j, got my mind
I'm buggin' I'm how bizar to hold my hustlin'
Get that loot kid, you my function
long as I'm alive i'ma live illegal
And once I get on put on, on my people
React mix to like macs I hit your dome up
When I roll up, don't be caught
Cause I'm

Son, shook...
'cause ain't no such things as crooks
Scared to death and scared to
(he's a shook one)
shook...
'cause no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and to look
(we live the that of diamonds)

shook...
'cause ain't no such things as crooks
Scared to death and to look
shook...
'cause ain't no such things as crooks, crooks..

Livin' the live that of diamonds and
numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
But some of 'em get shot, down and turn nuns
hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
He ain't a son, he's just a shook one...shook one

Yeah, yeah,
To all the villains and a hundred dollar
To real brothers who ain't got no
G-yeah, the whole bridge, queens get the
41st side (he's just a one)
it real (you know)
get the money...

(talk out)