Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones, Pt2 [A Cappella]/Wu Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit - Mobb Deep

Word up son,
Yeah, to all the killers and the dollar billers
For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings, it out now
I got you off the realness
We be the infamous, you of us
Official Queens bridge
The Mobb equipped with warfare
of my crime family
Who got shots to share
For all of those who wanna profile and
you in your face
Stab your brain with your
You're all alone in these streets,
Every man for self in this land we be gunnin'
And keep shook crews runnin' like they supposed to
They come around but never come close to
I can see it inside your
in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they're whole laced up
With bullet holes and
Speak the words man and you will get touched
You can put whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very time breathin'
Your simple words don't move me
minor, we're major
You all up in the game and deserve to be a playa
Don't me have to call your name out
crew is featherweight
My make you levitate
I'm nineteen but my mind is older
And when the get for real
My heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets
It nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly
So I can get my mind off these yellow niggas
Why they still I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is
If I die, I couldn't choose a better
the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
Getting to God