Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones

Hey, yo, to all the
And the dollar billers
For real, who ain't got no feelings
it out now

I got you off the realness
We be the infamous, you of us
Official Queens bridge
The comes equipped for warfare

Beware of my family
Who got shots to share
For all of those who wanna profile and
you in your face
Stab your brain with nosebone

You're all in these streets, cousin
Every man for theirself in land we be gunnin'
And keep them crews runnin'
Like supposed to
They come around but they come close to

I can see it inside your face, in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get whole body laced up
With holes and such
Speak the wrong man and you will get touched
You can put your army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very time breathin'

Your words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
You all up in the game and deserve to be a playa
make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll you levitate

I'm only but my mind is older
And when the things get for real, my warm turns cold
nigga deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the

So I can get my mind off these yellow backed
Why they still alive? I don't know, go
Meanwhile back in Queens the is foundation
If I die, I choose a better location

When the slugs penetrate, you feel a sensation
Getting to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and it through
Or the next rhyme I might be about you

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

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

Throw you hands up, your hands up
you hands up, throw your hands up

For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to
Yo, it's a must the gats we trust my life
Ain't no time for
That only to incarceration

You don't know me, there's no
Queens bridge niggas don't
I don't got time for your petty thinking
Son, I'm than those

Claimin' that you heat but you're scared to hold
And when the clears
You'll be with one in your dome
years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid

You a good one, but you don't want it
Sometimes I do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in hell for all the I did

No to dwell on that cause my brain reacts
Front if you kid, lay on your back
I don't fake kid, you know I bring it to you live
in a child's place, kid you out of line

Criminal thirsty for recognition
I'm sippin', E&J, got my mind
I'm buggin', I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'
Get loot kid, you know my function

'Cause long as I'm alive I'ma illegal
And once I get on put on on my people
mixed to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
When I roll up, be caught sleepin', 'cause I'm creepin'

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

They
'Cause ain't no such as halfway crooks
Scared to death and to look
shook
Cause ain't no such things as halfway

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,