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 f**k my realness
I'm sick with it like I'm with a illness
It luck that I'm still rich
Just reason for me to tuck and conceal this
Your boy might have to hit a f**k kill switch
right back to me standing in the projects
Baking soda, son handing me the Pyrex
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 light skinned shorty from next door fronting
She couldn't see that I was that next boy or
I just needed to flex more or something
Now I hit that f**king store for nothing
And I could ni**a's, give lectures on stunting
And if I need a bi**h, I could text or something
she don't see me the next tour tour or something
S**t crazy right, imagine me when I was three
through Brooklyn, realizing it's only one of me
Notice that I'm who the wannabes to be
It feeling like all of y'all want none of me
In this kitchen, back and watch the chef cook
My corner told me, counter jabs a left hook
And me mine, you don't want to see my stress look
I drive through with the mask, looking Westbrook
Cash me out, for the twenty Gs I'm in
Now multiply it by how many times I here
Forty Gs for the show the in ears
Dog, I ain't hit a ATM in ten
There's a difference in getting and got money
I'm just a winner with a full of pot money
I ain't judging, baby, go and get thot money
You better stay for a day when it's not sunny
You know ni**a's change just the weather
Get in one and just like, whatever
Meet a new bi**h who just whoever
People saying, wasn't they just, like,
My bi**h ass so soft just like my leather
Got a good head on her, I just like em
This forever, f**k the lame, mad s**t
You wouldn't this good in the same ass fit
I'll it to you ni**a's on some 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 life any day

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