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 those who profile and pose
Rock you in your
Stab brain with your nosebone

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

I can see it inside face, you're in the wrong place
Cowards you just get they're whole body laced up
With bullet holes and
Speak the wrong words man and you get touched
You can put whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very last 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
Don't make me have to call your out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll you levitate

I'm nineteen but my mind is older
And when the things get for real, my warm heart cold
Another nigga deceased, story gets told
It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, the Philly

So I can get my mind off these backed niggas
Why they still alive? I don't know, go
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is
If I die, I couldn't choose a location

When the slugs penetrate, you feel a sensation
closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and it through
Or the next rhyme I write be about you

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

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

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

For every I write, it's 25 to life
Yo, a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life
no time for hesitation
That only leads to

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

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

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

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

Criminal thirsty 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 live illegal
And once I get on put on on my people
React mixed to lyrics like I hit your dome up
When I roll up, be caught sleepin', 'cause I'm creepin'

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

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

Livin' the live, that of and guns
numerous 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 son, he's just a shook one

Yeah, yeah, yeah,