Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones Part II

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Word up son,
Yeah, to all the and a hundred dollar billers
For real niggas who got no feelings
it out now

[Verse 1:
I got you off the realness, we be the infamous
You of us, official Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes for warfare beware
Of my crime family who got nuff to share
For all of those, who wanna profile and
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your bone
You all alone in streets, cousin
Every man for they in this land we be gunning
And keep them shook crews running, they supposed to
They come around but they come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the place
Cowards you just get they whole body laced up
With bullet holes and
Speak the wrong words man and you will get
You can put whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your last time breathing
Your simple words just don't move me, minor, we're major
You're all up in the and don't deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you
I'm nineteen but my mind is older
And when the things get for my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story told
It ain't really, hey, yo Dun spark the philly
So I can get my mind off these niggas
Why they still I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the and foundation
If I die, I choose a better location
When the slugs you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight
Now take these words and think it through
Or the next rhyme I might be about you

Son, shook
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to look, they
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to
Living the live that of diamonds and
There's ways you can choose to earn funds
Some get shot, locked down and turn
Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, ones
He a crook son, he's just a shook one

2: Havoc]
For every rhyme I it's 25 to life
Yo it's a must, in gats we trust, my life
Ain't no time for hesitation, only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, there's no
Queensbridge and we don't play, I don't got
For your petty thinking mind, son I'm bigger those
Claiming that you heat but you're scared to hold
And once the smoke clears be left with one in your dome
Thirteen in the projects, my mentality is what kid
You talk a good one but you don't it
Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to
Or am I to burn in hell for all the things I did
No time to on that cause my brain reacts
Front if you kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jacks kid, you I bring it to you live
in a child's place, kid you outta line
Criminal thirsty for recognition
I'm sipping, E&J got my flipping
I'm bugging, digging my out of holes by hustling
Get that kid, you know my function
Cause long as I'm alive I'mma illegal
And once I get on I'mma put on all my
React quick, lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
When I roll up, don't be caught cause I'm creeping

To all the villains and a hundred dollar
To brothers who ain't got no feelings
G-yeah, the Bridge, Queens get the money
41st side, keeping it real, get the money