Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones, Pt. 2

Word up son,
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred billas
(yo I got the phone thing, know'm sayin', your eyes open)
For real niggas who got no feelins
(keep eyes open)
(no doubt, no son, I got this, I got this)
(just watch my back, I got first, yo)
it out now
(word up, say it to them niggas, check this out a murda')

I got you off the realness, we be the infamous
You of us
Official murderers
The Mobb comes equipped warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got shots to share
For all of those who wanna and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your bone
You all alone in streets, cousin
Every man for in this land we be gunnin'
And keep shook crews runnin'
they supposed to
They around but they never come close to
I can see it your face
You're in the place
Cowards like you just get they're whole body up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong man and you will get touched
You can put your whole army against my and
I you it'll be your very last time breathin'
Your simple words just move me
You're minor, we're
You all up in the and don't deserve to be a player
make me have to call your name out
Your is featherweight
My make you levitate
I'm only but my mind is old
And the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, story gets told
It ain't really
Hey, yo dun spark the
So I can get my mind off yellow-backed niggas
Why they still alive I don't know, go
Meanwhile back in the realness is foundation
If I die I couldn't choose a location
the slugs penetrate you feel 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, they
'cause ain't no such things as halfway
to death, scared to look
They
'cause no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, to look

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

For every rhyme I write, its 25 to
Yo, a must the gats we trust safe guardin' my life
no time for hesitation
That leads to incarceration
You don't know me, no relation
Queensbridge niggas play
I don't got for your pretty thinking mind
Son, I'm bigga than claimin' that you pack heat
But you're to hold
And when the smoke you'll be left with one in your dome
Thirteen years in the projects, my is what, kid
You a good one but you don't want it
I wonder do I deserve 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 want kid, lay on your
I fake that kid you know I bring it to you live
in a child's place, kid you out o' line
Criminal minds thirsty for
I'm E and J, got my mind flippin'
I'm think I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'
Get that loot kid, you my function
long as I'm alive I'm a live illegal
And I get on I'm a put on, on my people
React mix to lyrics like I hit your dome up
I roll up, don't be caught sleepin'
Cause I'm

Son, shook,
'cause no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and to look
(he's a shook one)
shook,
'cause ain't no such as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to
(we live the live of diamonds)

They
'cause ain't no things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and to look
shook
'cause no such things as halfway crooks, crooks..

the live that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to funds, earn funds
But 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 shook one, one

Yeah, yeah,
To all the killas and a hundred dollar
To real brothers who ain't got no
G-yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the
41st side (he's just a one)
it real (you know)
Queens get the

It ain't son
Its all
You know I'm saying