Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones (Freestyle)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I can get my off these yellow backed niggas
Why they alive? I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile in Queens the realness 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 rhyme I write might be about you

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

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

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

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

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

that you pack heat but you're scared to hold
And when the clears
be left with one in your dome
Thirteen years in the projects, my is what, kid

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

No time to dwell on that cause my brain
if you want kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you
Stay in a child's place, kid you out of

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

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

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

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

Livin' the live, that of diamonds and
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn
Some of 'em get shot, down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end up shook ones, shook ones
He a crook son, he's just a shook one

Yeah, yeah, yeah,