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Shook Ones, Part II

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Live on JBTV. Let's do it. Come on. Here we go. What, what, what?

Now check it out, right?

To all the killers in the $100 village.

Say what, say what?

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings.

Yeah, let's go.

Yeah, D.

Mom D.

Check it out now.

Yo, DJ on point, man.

It's all how we do it.

It's JB.

We got them stuck on some realness.

We need an infamous.

You heard of us.

Official Queens.

Murderers.

You all come equipped for warfare.

Beware of my crime family.

We've got enough shots to share.

For all those.

Who want to profile and pose.

Rock you in your face.

Stab your brain with your nose bone.

You all alone in these streets, cousin.

Amen for they self.

In this land, we be gunning.

Keep the shook fools running.

Like they supposed to.

They come around.

But they never come close to.

I can see it inside your face.

You in the wrong place.

Cowards like you.

Just get your 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, man.

Guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing.

These simple words just don't move me.

You're minor.

You're major.

All up in the game.

And don't deserve to be a player.

Don't make me have to call your name out.

Because February.

My gunshots will make you levitate.

I'm only 19.

But my mind is old.

When this shit get for real.

My whole heart turn cold.

Never think of decease.

Another story get told.

It ain't 9, Philly.

Hey, yo.

Let's walk the Philly.

So I can get my mind on these yellow -backed niggas.

Why he still alive?

I don't know.

Go figure.

Meanwhile, back in Queens.

The realness of foundation.

If I die.

I couldn't choose a better location.

When the sun penetrate.

You feel a burning sensation.

Get closer to God.

In a tight situation now.

Take these words home and think it through.

Or the next shit I write might be about you, son.

They shook.

Ain't no such thing as halfway crook.

Scared to death but scared to look.

They shook.

Because ain't no such thing as halfway crook.

Scared to death but scared to look.

Living the life.

Got a dime of the gun.

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

Take words.

Some get shot.

Locked down at 39.

Cavalier says straight up shook one.

Shook one.

Nah, son.

Uh -uh.

He ain't a crook, son.

What is he?

What is he?

He's just a shook one.

Throw your hands up.

Throw your hands up.

Throw your hands up.

Throw your hands up.

Fabby rhyme, I write.

It's 25 to life.

Yo, what's up, mustard?

Got you, Chuck.

Safeguarding my life.

Ain't no time for hesitation.

Not 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 kickin' minds, son.

I'm figuring it out.

Claiming that you back heat.

What you're scared to hold.

And what the smoke is.

You'll be left with one in your dome.

13 years in the project.

My mentality is.

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 to hell for all the shit I did?

No time to dwell on that.

Let my brain react.

Front if you want.

Get laid on your back.

I don't fake that.

Kid, you know I bring it to you live.

Stay in the town place.

Kid, you out of line.

Criminal file.

Searching for a recognition.

I'm sipping.

E and J got my mom slipping.

I'm fucking.

Think I'm always out to hold my husband.

Get that new kid.

You know my function.

As long as I'm alive, I'm a live illegal.

And once I get on, I'm going to put on all my people.

Where it's like Max, Hey, you do when I wrote off,

I'll be going to sleep because the creep is.

I know such thing as.

It's a look that's no such thing.

Sure it is.

Ain't no such thing as.

Scared to death.

But scared to look.

They shouldn't.

They know such thing is halfway.

Brooks, straight up live, we live the life that a dime is a gun

There's numerous ways that we choose to earn funds

Some get shot live, some get turned on

That would be hard said straight up, shook one, shook one

He ain't a Brooks son, he just a shook one

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