Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones (Freestyle)

Hey, yo, to all the
And the dollar billers
For real, niggas who got no feelings
it out now

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I can get my mind off these yellow backed
Why they still alive? I know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the is foundation
If I die, I couldn't a better location

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

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

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

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

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

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

Claimin' that you pack heat but you're to hold
And the smoke clears
You'll be left with one in dome
Thirteen years in the projects, my is what, kid

You talk a good one, but you want it
I wonder do I deserve to live
Or am I going to in hell for all the things I did

No time to dwell on cause my brain reacts
if you want 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 thirsty for recognition
I'm sippin', E&J, got my mind
I'm buggin', think I'm how to hold my hustlin'
Get loot kid, you know my function

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

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,