Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones Part II

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Word up son,
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar
For real niggas who ain't got no
it out now

[Verse 1:
I got you off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us, Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb equipped for warfare beware
Of my crime family who got nuff to share
For all of those, who wanna and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with nose bone
You all alone in streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this we be gunning
And keep them crews running, like they supposed to
They 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 laced up
With bullet holes and
Speak the words man and you will get touched
You can put your whole against my team and
I you it'll be your very last time breathing
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, major
You're all up in the game and don't to be a player
Don't make me have to call your out
Your is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my is older
And the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story told
It ain't really, hey, yo Dun spark the philly
So I can get my mind off yellowbacked niggas
Why they alive I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in the realness and foundation
If I die, I couldn't choose a better
When the slugs you feel a burning sensation
Getting to God in a tight situation
Now these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you

Son, shook
Cause no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, to look, they shook
ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, to look
Living the live of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to funds
Some get shot, locked and turn nuns
hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a son, he's just a shook one

2: Havoc]
For every rhyme I write 25 to life
Yo a must, in gats we trust, safeguarding my life
Ain't no time for hesitation, that leads to incarceration
You don't know me, no relation
and we don't play, I don't got time
For petty thinking mind, son I'm bigger than those
that you pack heat but you're scared to hold
And once the clears you'll be left with one in your dome
years in the projects, my mentality is what kid
You a good one but you don't want it
Sometimes I do I deserve to live
Or am I going to in hell for all the things I did
No time to dwell on that cause my brain
if you want kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you
Stay in a child's place, kid you outta
minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sipping, E&J got my flipping
I'm bugging, digging my out of holes by hustling
Get that kid, you know my function
Cause long as I'm alive live illegal
And I get on I'mma put on all my people
React quick, spit lyrics like I hit your dome up
When I roll up, be caught sleeping cause I'm creeping

To all the villains and a hundred dollar
To brothers who ain't got no feelings
G-yeah, the Bridge, Queens get the money
41st side, keeping it real, Queens get the