Shook Ones, Pt. II Chords by Mobb Deep

[Start]

[Intro]
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Word up son word
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Yeah to all the killers and a hundred dollar biller
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For real who ain't got no feelings ■ 
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■  Check it out now


[Verse]
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■  ■  I got you stuck off the realness we be the infamous
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You heard of us official Queensbridge murderers
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The Mobb comes equipped for warfare beware
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Of my crime family who got 'nough shots to share
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For all of those who wanna profile and pose
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Rock you in your face stab your brain with your nose bone
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You all alone in these streets cousin
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Every man for they self in this land we be gunning
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And keep them shook crews running like they supposed to
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They come around but they never come close to
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I can see it inside your face you're in the wrong place
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Cowards like you just get they whole body laced up
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With bullet holes and such
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Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
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You can put your whole army against my team and
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I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing
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Your simple words just don't move me you're minor we're major
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You're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
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Don't make me have to call your name out
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Your crew is featherweight my gunshots'll make you levitate
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I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
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And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
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Another deceased another story gets told
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It ain't nothing really ayo Dun spark the Philly
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So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked ■ 
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Why they still alive I don't know go figure
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Meanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundation
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If I die I couldn't choose a better location
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When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
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Getting closer to God in a tight situation
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Now take these words home and think it through
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Or the next rhyme I write might be about you


[Chorus]
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Son they shook
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'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
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Scared to death and scared to look they shook
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'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
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Scared to death and scared to look
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Living the live that of diamonds and guns
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There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
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Some brothers get shot locked down and turn nuns
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Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones shook ones
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He ain't a crook son he's just a shook one


[Verse]
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■  ■  For every rhyme I write it's twentyfive to life
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Yo it's a must in gats we trust safeguarding my life
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Ain't no time for hesitation that only leads to incarceration
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You don't know me there's no relation
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Queensbridge and we don't play I don't got time
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For your petty thinking mind son I'm bigger than those
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Claiming that you pack heat but you're scared to hold
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And once the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome
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Thirteen years in the projects my mentality is what kid
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You talk a good one but you don't want it
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Sometimes I wonder Do I deserve to live
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Or am I gonna burn in Hell for all the things I did
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No time to dwell on that 'cause my brain reacts
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Front if you want kid lay on your back
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I don't fake jax kid you know I bring it to you live
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Stay in a child's place kid you outta line
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Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
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I'm sipping E&J got my mind flipping
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I'm bugging digging my ways out of holes by hustling
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Get that loot kid you know my function
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'cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal
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And once I get on I'ma put on all my people
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React quick spit lyrics like MACs I hit your dome up
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When I roll up don't be caught sleeping 'cause I'm creeping


[Chorus]
Bb            
Son they shook
                     F7                      
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
                F7                           
Scared to death and scared to look they shook
                     F7                      
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Bb                                           
Scared to death and scared to look they shook
                     F7                      
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
                F7                       
Scared to death scared to look they shook
                     Bb                      
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
                                     Bb  
Living the live that of diamonds and guns
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There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
                                  F7           
Some brothas get shot locked down and turn nuns
Bb                                         Gb    F7 Bb   F7
Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones shook ■  ones ■ 
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He ain't a crook son he's just a shook one
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Yeah yeah yeah
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■  To all the villains and a hundred dollar billers
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To ■  real brothers who ain't got no feelings yeah ■ 


[Outro]
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■  The whole Bridge Queens get the money
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Fortyonest side keepin' it real you know
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Queens get the money
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It ain't nothin' son it's all good
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You know I'm sayin
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Uh they know where we at
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