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, who ain't got no feelings, check it out now
I got you stuck off the
We be the infamous, you of us
Official Queens murderers
The comes equipped with warfare
of my crime family
Who got shots to share
For all of those who wanna and pose
Rock you in face
Stab brain with your nosebone
all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for their self in this land we be
And keep them shook crews runnin' like they to
They around but they never come close to
I can see it inside face
in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they're whole body up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words man and you get touched
You can put your whole army against my and
I guarantee you it'll be very last time breathin'
Your simple just don't move me
You're minor, major
You all up in the game and don't to be a playa
Don't me have to call your name out
crew is featherweight
My gunshots'll make you
I'm only nineteen but my mind is
And when the get for real
My heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story told
It nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly
So I can get my mind off these yellow niggas
Why they still alive? I 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 sensation
Getting to God