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Video Karaoke Liedje Shook Ones Part II - Mobb Deep

Deze opname is een cover van Shook Ones Part II beroemd gemaakt door Mobb Deep

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 93.83 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: B♭m

Tijdsduur: 05:33 - Preview aan: 02:12

Release datum: 1995
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Kejuan Muchita, Albert Johnson

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Shook Ones Part II

Yeah
To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers
For real niggas who ain't got no feelings
Check it out now
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 'nuff shots to share
For all those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nosebone
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
And in the wrong place cowards like you just get their 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
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
'Cos ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
'Cos ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared
Livin' the life
That of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
So some 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
For every rhyme I write it's twenty-five 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
Queens Bridge 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 when 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 goin' to burn in hell for all the things I did
No time to dwell on that 'cos 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 outta 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
'Cos long as I'm alive
Imma live illegal
And once I get on
Imma put on all my peoples
React quick, spit lyrics like MACs I hit your dome up
When I roll up don't be caught sleepin' 'cos I'm creepin'
Son they shook
'Cos ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
'Cos ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
'Cos ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look, they shook
'Cos ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Livin' the life
That of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
So some 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

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