Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Pt. I Lyrics
Note: During the whole song you can hear talkings in the background(Intro)Word up son, wordyeah, 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 infamousyou heard of usofficial Queensbridge murderersthe Mobb comes equipped with warfare, bewareof my crime family who got nuff shots to sharefor all of those who wanna profile and poserock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your noseboneyou all alone in these streets, cousinevery man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'and keep them shook crews runnin'like they supposed tothey come around but they never come close toI can see it inside your faceyou're in the wrong placecowards like you just get they're whole body laced upwith bullet holes and suchspeak the wrong words man and you will get touchedyou can put your whole army against my team andI guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'your simple words just don't move meyou're minor, we're majoryou all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playerdon't make me have to call your name outyour crew is featherweightmy gunshots'll make you levitateI'm only nineteen but my mind is oldand when the things get for real my warm heart turns coldanother nigga deceased, another story gets toldit ain't nothin' reallyh
