Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Shook Ones

Pt. 1

(prodigy):

The most violent of the violent crimes we give life to
If these kids don't like you
We bring drama of the kind of enemies
Your first time would be last earth memories
only your own fault
I you fair warning..beware..
Of killa kids who care
Unaware who be dealt with in time
It a mystery
Hop on the and rhyme
In hundred and ninety square
All shook is supposed to have fear
Trying to get a piece of this pie we don't
Prepare for the 'cause I been there
Try tah, a positive mind and walk a straight line don't work
So niggaz is to do dirt
And God ....
So jerk wouldn't hurt
If I listen to the lessons and the rules I
On the streets for nineteenth
And not
My first priority is to reach twenty one
Forever
Nobody would ever be
So I grab the heat before
in this foul mind state
I can't keep thinking
But I keep my eyes on the earth blinking
It's hard to be a man in this 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 ways that we choose to earn funds..earn funds...
Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned
Cowardly send straight up shook ones..shook ones...
He ain't a crook son, he just a one..shook one...

(havoc):

For every I write
Is 25 to
To all my in the bridge
Know I'm talking 'bout, right
Ain't no time for
only leads to incarceration
You don't me, there's no relation
'cause queens don't play
I don't got for the he say, she say
I'm bigga dat
Claiming that you packing
But you scared to get
you get upon the island
Change ways and stop
Thirteen in the projects, my hard times of living
Wake up in the
Thank God I'm living
I wonder, do I deserve to live?
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 don't jax
Kid, you know I bring it to ya
Stay in a place, kid you outta line
Criminal thirsty for recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping e&j like got my flipping
I'm buggin ..... over hustling
Get loot kid
You know my motherfucking
as long as I'm alive
I'ma illegal
And I get it
I'ma put it on my
quick to lyrics
Like I hit...
Your up
When I up, don't get caught sleepin'
'cause I'm ...

...you a shook one

(chorus / prodigy):

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

Yeah...

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Pt ii

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

(intro)

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

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

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

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

For every rhyme I write, 25 to life
Yo, it's a must the gats we safeguardin' my life
no time for hesitation
That leads to incarceration
You don't know me, no relation
Queensbridge niggas play
I don't got for your petty thinking mind
Son, I'm than those claimin' that you pack heat
But you're scared to
And when the smoke clears be left with one in your dome
13 years in the projects, my is what, kid
You talk a good one but you don't it
Sometimes I do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in hell for all the I did
No time to dwell on that my brain reacts
Front if you want kid, lay on back
I fake that kid
Stay in a child's place, kid you out o'
Criminal thirsty for recognition
I'm sippin' e&j, got my flippin'
I'm buggin' think I'm how to hold my hustlin'
Get that kid, you know my function
Cause long as I'm alive live illegal
And once I get on i'ma put on, on my
React mix to lyrics macs I hit your dome up
When I up, don't be caught sleepin'
I'm creepin'

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

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

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

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

(talk out)