Luyện nghe bài hát Mobb Deep - Shook Ones

Pt. 1

(prodigy):

The violent of the violent lest crimes we give life to
If these queensbridge kids don't you
We bring of the worst kind of enemies
Your first would be your last earth memories
only your own fault
I gave you warning..beware..
Of kids who don't care
Unaware fools who be dealt with in
It a mystery
Hop on the and rhyme
In nineteenth hundred and square
All shook niggaz is supposed to have
Trying to get a of this pie we don't share
for the worst 'cause I been there
Try tah, keep a positive mind and walk a straight line don't
So niggaz is forced to do
And God ....
So this jerk wouldn't
If I listen to the lessons and the rules I
On the streets for nineteenth
And not
My first priority is to twenty one breathing
Forever
Nobody would ever be
So I the heat before breathing
Lost in this foul state
I keep straight thinking
But I my eyes on the earth without 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 crook son..son, he shook one..shook one...

We live the life that of diamonds and
And numerous that we choose to earn funds..earn funds...
Some niggaz get shot, locked and turned nuns
Cowardly hearts send up shook ones..shook ones...
He ain't a crook son, he a shook 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
That 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
you get upon the island
Change your and stop
Thirteen years in the projects, my times of living
up in the morning
Thank God I'm still
I wonder, do I deserve to live?
Or I am going to for all the shit I did
No time to dwell on
'cause my brain
Front if you nigga
Lay on ya
I fake jax
Kid, you I bring it to ya live
Stay in a child's place, kid you outta
Criminal mind for recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping e&j like got my flipping
I'm buggin diggin ..... over
Get that kid
You know my function
Cause as long as I'm
I'ma illegal
And I get it
I'ma put it on my
React to lyrics
macs I hit...
Your up
When I roll up, get caught sleepin'
'cause I'm ...

...you just a one

(chorus / prodigy):

We live the life that of and guns
And numerous ways we choose to earn funds
Some niggaz get shot, down and turned nuns
Cowardly hearts straight up shook ones..shook ones...
He a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one...

We live the life of diamonds and guns
And numerous that we choose to earn funds
Some get shot, locked down and turned nuns
Cowardly 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 whole you can hear talkings in the background

(intro)

Word up son,
Yeah, to all the and a hundred dollar billas
(yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep eyes open)
For real niggas who ain't got no
(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 them niggas, this out it's a murda)

I got you off the realness, we be the infamous
You of us
queensbridge murderers
The comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my family who got nuff shots to share
For all of who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain your nosebone
You all alone in these streets,
Every man for theirself in land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook runnin'
Like they to
They come around but they come close to
I can see it your face
in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they're body laced up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words man and you will get
You can put your whole army my team and
I guarantee you it'll be very last time breathin'
Your words just don't move me
You're minor, we're
You all up in the game and deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your out
Your 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
Another deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nothin'
Hey, yo dun spark the
So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked
Why still alive I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in queens the is foundation
If I die I choose a better location
the slugs penetrate 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 might be about you

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

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

For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to
Yo, it's a must the gats we safeguardin' my life
Ain't no time for
only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, no relation
niggas don't play
I don't got time for your petty mind
Son, I'm bigga than those that you pack heat
But you're scared to
And when the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your
13 in the projects, my mentality is what, kid
You a good one but you don't want it
Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to
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 your
I don't that kid
Stay in a child's place, kid you out o'
Criminal minds for recognition
I'm sippin' e&j, got my mind
I'm think I'm how bizar to hold my hustlin'
Get loot kid, you know my function
Cause long as I'm alive i'ma live
And I get on i'ma put on, on my people
React mix to lyrics like macs I hit dome up
I roll up, don't be caught sleepin'
Cause I'm

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

shook...
'cause no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to
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 some of 'em get shot, locked and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end 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 billas
To real brothers who got no dealings
G-yeah, the whole bridge, queens get the
41st side (he's just a one)
it real (you know)
get the money...

(talk out)