Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones Pt Ii

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

I got you stuck off the realness, we be The
You heard of us, Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped 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 your bone
You all alone in these streets,
Every man for they self in land, we be gunnin'

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

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

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

Another nigga deceased, another gets told
It nothin' really, hey, yo, dun, spark the Phillie
So I can get my off these yellowbacked niggas
Why they still alive? I don't know, go

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

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

Livin' the live that of diamonds and
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn
Some of 'em get shot, down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook
He a crook, son, he just a shook one

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

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

13 years in the projects, my is what, kid
You a good one but you don't want it
Sometimes I wonder, do I to live
Or am I to burn in Hell for all the things I did?

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

Criminal minds, thirsty for
I'm E&J, got my mind 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, I'ma put on all my
React mix to lyrics like Macs, I hit dome up
When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin' 'cause I'm

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

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, crooks

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

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