Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones (Freestyle)

(Intro)
Yeah, DJ
To all the and the hundred-dollar billers
Ha-ha, to ni**a's who ain't go no feelings
it out now, yeah

(Verse 1)
You got to with my realness
I'm with it like I'm stuck with a illness
It ain't luck that I'm rich
more reason for me to tuck and conceal this
Your boy have to hit a f**k ni**a kill switch
Snap right to me standing in the projects
Baking soda, boxes son handing me the
We was then, but the plan was to be 5x
The world is plan, but, man, I need that Nas Lex
SC 400, that's all boy wanted
And the skinned shorty from next door that's fronting
She couldn't see that I was that boy or something
Maybe I just needed to flex more or
Now I hit that f**king Rolex store for
And I could ni**a's, give lectures on stunting
And if I need a bi**h, I could yours or something
Then she don't see me the next tour or something
S**t crazy right, imagine me when I was twenty
Riding through Brooklyn, it's only one of me
Notice that I'm who the want to be
It feeling like all of y'all don't none of me
In this kitchen, step back and the chef cook
My told me, counter jabs with a left hook
And give me mine, you don't want to see my stress
I drive through with the mask, looking Westbrook
Cash me out, for the twenty Gs I'm in
Now multiply it by how many I been here
Gs for the show with the in ears
Dog, I hit a ATM in ten years
There's a difference in money and got money
I'm just a winner with a pocket full of pot
I ain't judging, baby, go and get that money
You better stay for a rainy day it's not sunny
You ni**a's change just like the weather
Get in one argument and like, whatever
Meet a new bi**h who look just
saying, wasn't they just, like, together?
My bi**h ass feel so soft just my leather
Got a head on her, I just like em clever
This life forever, the lame, mad s**t
You wouldn't look this good in the ass fit
I'll give it to you ni**a's on AIM Blast s**t
Then it to your sons on some Dame Dash s**t, boy
You ain't bosses anyway
A nine to five beat a tender any day

(Chorus)
Get your cause ain't no thing as halfway crooks
You to death, you scared to look
You shook cause no thing as halfway crooks
You scared to death, you to look
You shook cause ain't no thing as crooks
You scared to death, you to look
You shook cause ain't no thing as crooks