Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones

Hey, yo, to all the
And the hundred 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
Queens bridge murderers
The Mobb comes for warfare

Beware of my crime
Who got 'nuff to share
For all of those who profile and pose
you in your face
Stab your brain your nosebone

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

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

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

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

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 couldn't choose a location

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

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

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

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

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

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

Claimin' that you pack heat but you're scared to
And when the clears
be left with one in your dome
Thirteen 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 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 jacks kid, you I bring it to you live
Stay in a place, kid you out of line

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

'Cause long as I'm alive live illegal
And once I get on put on on my people
mixed to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
When I up, don't be caught sleepin', 'cause I'm creepin'

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,