Luyện nghe bài hát Shook Ones, Pt. 2

Word up son,
Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred billas
(yo I got the phone thing, know'm sayin', keep your open)
For niggas who ain't got no feelins
(keep eyes open)
(no doubt, no son, I got this, I got this)
(just my back, I got this first, yo)
it out now
(word up, say it to niggas, check this out it's a murda')

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the
You of us
Official murderers
The comes equipped with warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got nuff shots to
For all of who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your bone
You all alone in these streets,
Every man for their-self in this land we be
And keep them shook crews
Like they to
They come around but they come close to
I can see it your face
You're in the place
Cowards like you just get they're body laced up
With bullet holes and
Speak the wrong words man and you get touched
You can put your whole against my team and
I you it'll be your very last time breathin'
Your words just don't move me
You're minor, major
You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a
Don't make me have to your name out
Your is featherweight
My gunshots'll you levitate
I'm nineteen but my mind is old
And when the things get for real my warm heart turns
Another nigga deceased, another story told
It nothin' really
Hey, yo dun spark the
So I can get my mind off these yellow-backed
Why they still alive I don't know, go
Meanwhile back in the realness is foundation
If I die I choose a better location
When the penetrate you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a situation
Now, take these words and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be you

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

Livin' the live of diamonds and guns
There's numerous you can choose to earn funds, earn funds
Some of 'em get shot, locked down and nuns
hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook son, he's just a one, shook one

For every rhyme I write, its 25 to
Yo, it's a must the gats we trust safe my life
Ain't no time for
That only leads to
You don't know me, there's no
Queensbridge niggas play
I don't got time for your pretty thinking
Son, I'm bigga those claimin' that you pack heat
But you're scared to
And when the smoke clears be left with one in your dome
years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid
You talk a good one but you don't it
Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to
Or am I to burn in hell for all the things I did
No time to dwell on that my brain reacts
Front if you want kid, lay on your
I don't fake that kid you know I bring it to you
Stay in a child's place, kid you out o'
Criminal minds for recognition
I'm sippin' E and J, got my mind
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'm a live
And once I get on I'm a put on, on my
mix to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
When I roll up, don't be sleepin'
I'm creepin'

Son, shook,
'cause ain't no such as halfway crooks
to death and scared to look
(he's a shook one)
shook,
'cause no such things as halfway crooks
to death and scared to look
(we the live that of diamonds)

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

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

Yeah, yeah,
To all the killas and a hundred billas
To real who ain't got no feelins
G-yeah, the Bridge, Queens get the money
side (he's just a shook one)
Keepin' it (you know)
get the money

It nothin' son
Its all
You what I'm saying