Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Lyrics - Soundtrack

Pt. 1 

(prodigy): 

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

If these queensbridge 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 shook niggaz is supposed to have fear 

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

Prepare for the worst 'cause 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 

If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learnt 

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.. 

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(chorus / prodigy): 

He ain't a crook son..son, he just shook one..shook one... 

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 shook ones..shook ones... 

He ain't a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... 

(havoc): 

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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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&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' 

'cause I'm creepin' ... 

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...you just a shook one 

(chorus / prodigy): 

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 shook ones..shook ones... 

He ain't a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... 

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 shook ones..shook ones... 

He ain't a crook son..crook son, he just a shook one..shook one... 

Yeah... 

=== 

Pt ii 

Note: during the whole song you can hear talkings in the background 

(intro) 

Word up son, word 

Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas 

(yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep your eyes open) 

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings 

(keep your eyes open) 

(no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this) 

(just watch my back, I got this first, yo) 

Check it out now 

(word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda) 

[prodigy] 

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous 

You heard of us 

Official queensbridge murderers 

The mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware 

Of my crime family who got nuff shots to share 

For all of those who wanna profile and pose 

Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone 

You all alone in these streets, cousin 

Every man for theirself 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're 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 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 nineteen 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 

Hey, yo dun spark the phillie 

So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas 

Why they still alive I don't know, go figure 

Meanwhile back in queens the realness is foundation 

If I die I couldn't choose a better location 

When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation 

Getting 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 

Chorus: 

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...earn funds 

Some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns 

Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones 

He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one 

[havoc] 

For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to life 

Yo, it's a must the 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 niggas don't play 

I don't got time for your petty thinking mind 

Son, I'm bigga than those claimin' that you pack heat 

But you're scared to hold 

And when the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome 

13 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 going to 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 that kid 

Stay in a child's place, kid you out o' line 

Criminal minds thirsty for recognition 

I'm sippin' e&j, got my mind flippin' 

I'm buggin' think I'm how bizar to hold my 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, on my people 

React mix to lyrics like macs I hit your dome up 

When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin' 

Cause I'm creepin' 

Chorus: 

Son, they shook... 

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

Scared to death and scared to look 

(he's just a shook one) 

They shook... 

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

Scared to death and scared to look 

(we live the live that of diamonds) 

They shook... 

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

Scared to death and scared to look 

They shook... 

'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks, crooks.. 

Livin' the live that of diamonds and guns 

There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds 

But some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns 

Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones 

He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

To all the villains and a hundred dollar billas 

To real brothers who ain't got no dealings 

G-yeah, the whole bridge, queens get the money 

41st side (he's just a shook one) 

Keepin' it real (you know) 

Queens get the money... 

(talk fades out)