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Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities


Artist: Mobb Deep
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 7
Year:

Shook Ones Pt. 1 Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Mobb Deep

The most violent of the violent lest crimes we give life to 

If these Queens Bridge kids don't like you 

We bring drama of the worst kind of enemies 

Your first time would be your last earth memories 

 

It's only your own fault, I gave you fair warning 

Beware of killa kids who don't care 

Unaware fools who be dealt with in time 

It ain't a mystery 

 

Hop on the words and rhyme 

In nineteenth hundred and ninety square 

All sniggaz is supposed to have fear 

Trying to get a piece of this pie we don't share 

 

Prepare for the worst 'cuz I been there 

Try tah, keep a positive mind and walk a straight line don't work 

So niggaz is forced to do dirt and God made 

So this jerk wouldn't hurt 

 

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If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learn 

On the streets for nineteenth years and not leaving 

My first priority is to reach twenty one breathing 

Forever beef nobody would ever be even 

 

So I grab the heat before breathing 

Lost in this foul mind state I can't keep straight thinking 

But I keep my eyes on the earth without blinking 

It's hard to be a man in this land of the venom 

Any man try to front he get slugs in him because 

 

He ain't a crook son 

Son, he just sone 

Sone 

 

We live the life that of diamonds and guns 

And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds, earn funds 

Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns 

Cowardly hearts send straight up sones, sones 

 

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He ain't a crook son 

He just a sone 

Sone 

 

For every rhyme I write is 25 to life to all my peoples in the Bridge 

Know what I'm talking 'bout, right ain't no time for hesitation 

That only leads to incarceration you don't know me, there's no relation 

'Cuz Queens niggas don't play 

 

I don't got time for the he say, she say I'm bigga than dat 

Claiming that you packing gats but you scared to get locked 

Once you get upon the Island change your ways and stop 

Thirteen years in the projects, my hard times of living 

 

Wake up in the morning thank God I'm still living 

Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live? 

Or I am going to hell for all the shit I did 

No time to dwell on that 'cuz my brain reacts 

 

Front if you want nigga lay on ya back 

I don't fake jax kid, you know I bring it to ya live 

Stay in a child's place, kid you outta line 

Criminal mind thirsty for recognition mission 

 

I'm strictly sipping E and J like got my mind flipping 

I'm buggin' diggin' over hustling get that loot kid 

You know my motherfucking function 

'Cause as long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal 

 

And once I get it I'ma put it on my people 

React quick to lyrics like macs I hit your dome up 

When I roll up, don't get caught sleepin' 'cuz I'm creepin' 

You just a sone 

 

He ain't a crook son 

Son, he just sone 

Sone 

We live the life that of diamonds and guns 

And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds 

Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns 

Cowardly hearts send straight up sones, sones 

He ain't a crook son 

He just a sone 

Sone 

We live the life that of diamonds and guns 

And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds 

Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns 

Cowardly hearts send straight up sones, sones 

He ain't a crook son, crook son 

He just a sone 

Sone 

Yeah 

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