Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones

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

I got you stuck off the
We be the infamous, you of us
Official bridge murderers
The Mobb comes for warfare

Beware of my family
Who got 'nuff to share
For all of those who profile and pose
Rock you in your
your brain with your nosebone

You're all alone in these streets,
Every man for in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them crews runnin'
Like they to
They come around but never come close to

I can see it your face, you're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they're whole laced up
With bullet holes and
the wrong words man and you will get touched
You can put your whole army my team and
I guarantee you it'll be very last time breathin'

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

I'm only nineteen but my mind is
And when the things get for real, my warm turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets
It nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly

So I can get my mind off these yellow niggas
Why they still I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is
If I die, I couldn't choose a location

When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning
Getting closer to God in a tight
Now, take these home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write be about you

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

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

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

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

You don't know me, no relation
bridge niggas don't play
I don't got time for petty thinking mind
Son, I'm bigga than

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 talk a good one, but you want it
Sometimes I wonder do I 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 want kid, lay on back
I don't fake jacks kid, you I bring it to you live
in a child's place, kid you out of line

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

'Cause long as I'm alive I'ma illegal
And once I get on I'ma put on on my
React to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
When 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
They
'Cause ain't no such as halfway crooks
Scared to death and to look

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

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,