Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones (Freestyle)

Hey, yo, to all the
And the dollar 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 Queens murderers
The Mobb comes equipped with

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

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

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

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

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

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

When the slugs penetrate, you a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight
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 crooks
Scared to death and scared to
They
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and to look

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

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

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

You don't know me, no relation
Queens bridge niggas don't
I don't got for your petty thinking mind
Son, I'm bigga those

Claimin' that you heat but you're scared to hold
And when the 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 burn in hell for all the I did

No time to dwell on cause my brain 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', I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'
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 like Macs I hit dome up
I roll up, don't be caught sleepin', 'cause I'm creepin'

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

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

the live, that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous you can choose 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, he's a shook one

Yeah, yeah, yeah,