Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones Pt Ii

Hold up, son,
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred billas
For real who ain't got no feelin's
it out now

I got you stuck off the realness, we be The
You of us, official Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes with warfare
Beware of my crime family who got 'nuff to share

For all of who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit your bone
You all alone in streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this land, we be

And keep them shook crews like they supposed to
They come around but never come close to
I can see it inside your face, in the wrong place
like you just get they whole body laced up
With holes and such
Speak the wrong words, man and you will get

You could put whole army against my team
And I guarantee you, it'll be your very time breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, major
You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a

Don't me have to call your name out
Your is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only but my mind is old
And when the things get for real, my warm heart cold

nigga deceased, another story gets told
It ain't really, hey, yo, dun, spark the Phillie
So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked
Why they alive? I don't know, go figure

Meanwhile back in Queens, the is foundation
If I die, I couldn't choose a better
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burnin'
closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you

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

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

For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to
Yo, it's a must, the we trust, safeguardin' my life
Ain't no time for hesitation, that leads to incarceration
You don't know me, no relation

Queensbridge niggas don't
I don't get time for your petty thinkin' mind, son, I'm bigga than those Claimin' that you heat but you're scared to hold
And when the smoke clears, you'll be left with one in dome

13 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 goin' to burn in Hell for all the things I

No time to dwell on that my brain reacts
Front if you want, kid, lay on your
I fake jacks, kid, you know I bring it to you live
in a child's place, kid, you outta line

Criminal minds, thirsty for
I'm sippin' E&J, got my flippin'
I'm buggin', think I'm how to hold my hustlin'
Get that loot, kid, you know my

'Cause long as I'm alive, I'ma illegal
And once I get on, put on all my peoples
React mix to lyrics like Macs, I hit dome up
When I roll up, be caught sleepin' 'cause I'm creepin'

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

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

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

Yeah, yeah,
To all the villains and a hundred dollar
To brothers who ain't got no dealings
G-yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money, 41st