Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones, Pt. 2

Word up son,
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred billas
(yo I got the thing, know'm sayin', keep your eyes open)
For real who ain't got no feelins
(keep your 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 comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my crime who got nuff shots to share
For all of those who profile and pose
you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nose bone
You all alone in streets, cousin
Every man for their-self in land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews
Like they to
They around but they never come close to
I can see it inside face
You're in the place
Cowards like you just get they're body laced up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong man and you will get touched
You can put your whole army against my and
I guarantee you be your very last time breathin'
Your simple words just move me
minor, we're major
You all up in the and don't deserve to be a player
Don't make me have to call your out
Your crew is
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 nothin'
Hey, yo dun the Phillie
So I can get my off these yellow-backed niggas
Why they still alive I 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 closer to God in a situation
Now, these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you

Son, they
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to
shook
'cause ain't no things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, scared to

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

For every rhyme I write, its 25 to
Yo, it's a must the we trust safe guardin' my life
Ain't no time for
That only leads to
You don't me, there's no relation
Queensbridge niggas don't
I don't got time for your thinking mind
Son, I'm bigga than those claimin' you pack heat
But you're to hold
And when the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your
years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid
You a good one but you don't want it
Sometimes I do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in for all the things I did
No time to on that 'cause my brain reacts
Front if you want kid, lay on back
I fake that kid you know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid you out o'
Criminal minds for recognition
I'm sippin' E and J, got my mind
I'm buggin' I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'
Get that loot kid, you know my
long as I'm alive I'm a live illegal
And once I get on I'm a put on, on my
React mix to lyrics like I hit your dome up
When I roll up, be caught sleepin'
Cause I'm

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah,
To all the killas and a hundred billas
To real brothers who got no feelins
G-yeah, the whole Bridge, get the money
41st (he's just a shook one)
Keepin' it (you know)
Queens get the

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