Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones (Freestyle)

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

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

Beware of my crime
Who got shots to share
For all of who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your
Stab your brain your nosebone

You're all in these streets, cousin
man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook runnin'
they supposed to
They come around but they never close to

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

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

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

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

the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
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
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to and scared to look
They
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,