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  • 标题:Shook Ones Part 2

    艺人:Mobb Deep

    专辑:Shook Ones Part II

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 93

    歌词:
    Word up, son, word

    Yeah
    To all the killers and a hundred dollar billers

    For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

    Check it out now

    Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Part II

    I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
    You heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers
    The Mobb comes equipped for warfare, beware
    Of my crime family who got 'nough shots to share
    For all of those who wanna profile and pose
    Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone
    You all alone in these streets, cousin
    Every man for they self in this land we be gunnin'
    And keep them shook crews runnin', like they supposed to
    They come around, but they never come close to
    I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place
    Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up
    With bullet holes and such
    Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched
    You can put your whole army against my team and
    I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
    Your simple words just don't move me: you're minor, we're major
    You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
    Don't make me have to call your name out
    Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
    I'm only 19, but my mind is old
    And when the things get for real, my warm heart turns cold
    Another nigga deceased, another story gets told
    It ain't nothin' really, ayo Dun, spark the Philly
    So I can get my mind off these yellow-backed niggas
    Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure
    Meanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundation
    If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
    When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burnin' sensation
    Gettin' closer to God in a tight situation
    Now take these words home and think it through
    Or the next rhyme I write might be about you

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

    For every rhyme I write it's 25 to life
    Yo, it's a must, in gats we trust, safeguardin' my life
    Ain't no time for hesitation, that only leads to incarceration
    You don't know me, there's no relation
    Queensbridge and we don't play
    I don't got time for your petty-thinkin' mind
    Son, I'm bigger than those
    Claimin' that you pack heat, but you're scared to hold
    And once the smoke clears, you'll be left with one in your dome
    Thirteen years in the projects—my mentality is what, kid?
    You talk a good one, but you don't want it
    Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live?
    Or am I gonna burn in Hell for all the things I did?
    No time to dwell on that, 'cause my brain reacts
    Front if you want, kid, lay on your back
    I don't fake jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live
    Stay in a child's place, kid, you out of line
    Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
    I'm sippin', E&J got my mind flippin'
    I'm buggin', diggin' my ways out of holes by hustlin'
    Get that loot, kid, you know my function
    'Cause long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal
    And once I get on, I'ma put on all my peoples
    React quick, spit lyrics like MAC's, I hit your dome up
    When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin', 'cause I'm creepin'
    Son, they shook
    'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    Scared to death, scared to look, they shook
    'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    Scared to death, scared to look, they shook
    'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    Scared to death, scared to look, they shook
    'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    Livin' the live that of diamonds and guns
    There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
    Some get shot, locked down, and turn nuns
    Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones
    He ain't a crook, son, he's just a shook one

    To all the villains and a hundred dollar billers
    To real brothers who ain't got no feelings
    allentf