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 off the realness
We be the infamous, you of us
Official bridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped warfare
Beware of my family
Who got 'nuff shots to
For all of who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in face
Stab your with your nosebone
all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for their in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin' like they to
They come around but they never close to
I can see it inside your
You're in the wrong
Cowards like you just get they're body laced up
bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words man and you get touched
You can put your army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very time breathin'
Your simple just don't move me
You're minor, major
You all up in the and don't deserve to be a playa
make me have to call your name out
Your is featherweight
My gunshots'll make you
I'm only but my mind is older
And the things get for real
My heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets
It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, the Philly
So I can get my mind off these yellow backed
Why they still alive? I know, go figure
back in Queens the realness is foundation
If I die, I choose a better location
the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
Getting to God