Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones Pt Ii

Hold up, son,
Yeah, to all the and a hundred dollar billas
For real niggas who got no feelin's
it out now

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

For all of those who wanna profile and
Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit nose bone
You all in these streets, cousin
Every man for self in this land, we be gunnin'

And keep them shook crews runnin' like they to
come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong
Cowards like you just get they whole body up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words, man and you will get

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

Don't make me have to call your out
Your crew is featherweight, my make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my is old
And when the things get for real, my heart turns cold

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

Meanwhile back in Queens, the is foundation
If I die, I choose a better location
When the penetrate, you feel a burnin' sensation
Gettin' closer to God in a situation
Now, take these words home and think it
Or the next rhyme I write be about you

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

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

For every rhyme I write, 25 to life
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

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

No time to dwell on that 'cause my reacts
if you want, kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jacks, kid, you I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid, you line

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

long as I'm alive, I'ma live 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, don't be caught sleepin' I'm creepin'

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

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

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

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