Chords for Mobb Deep - Shook Ones, Pt. II (Official Audio)

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Mobb Deep - Shook Ones, Pt. II (Official Audio) chords
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Move it up, Smith.
[Ab] Word.
[C] [D] Yeah.
To all the killers [Eb] and the $100 billers, fellas.
Your eyes are red because you ain't got no feelings.
Feelings.
[Db] Check it out [Bb] now.
[C] I [Ebm] [Eb]
[Bb] [C] [Ebm] got you stuck off the [Bb] realness.
We be the infamous.
You heard of us.
Official Queen [C] Bridge [Ebm] murderers.
Tomorrow comes Equal [Bb] Warfare.
Beware of my crime family who got enough shots
[C] to share for [Ebm] all those.
Who [Bb] want to profile and pose.
Rock you in your face.
Stab your brain [C] with your nose [Ebm] bone.
You all alone [Bbm] in these streets, cousin.
Every man for they self in this land.
We [C] be gunning.
[Ebm] And keep them chakrus [Bb] running like they supposed to.
They come around, but they never [C] come close [Ebm] to.
I can see it [Bb] inside the fix.
Sitting in the wrong place.
Cowards like you just [Ebm] get they whole body laced up
with [Bb] bullet holes and sucks.
Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get [C] touched.
You [Gb] can put your [Eb] whole army [Bb] against my team.
I guarantee you it'll be your very last [C] time breathing.
[Ebm] Your simple words just [Bb] don't move me.
You minor, we major.
You all up in the game and [C] don't deserve to [Ebm] be a player.
Don't make me [Bb] have to call your name out.
Recruit February.
My gunshots will [C] make you levitate.
[Ebm] I'm only 19, but [Bb] my mind is old.
And when the things get for real, my warm heart [C] turns cold.
[Ebm] Enough, nigga, to cease.
[Bb] Another story is told.
It ain't nothing, really.
And you're done, spark, [C] and filly.
[Ebm] So I can get my mind off [Bb] these yellow-backed niggas.
While they still alive, [B] I don't know.
Go figure.
Meanwhile, back in Queens, the realness, the foundation.
If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
when the slugs penetrate.
Feel a burning [Bb] sensation getting closer to God
in a tight [Ebm] situation.
Now, take these words [Bbm] home and think it through,
or the next rhyme I write might be [C] about truth.
Son, they shook.
[Eb] This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway across.
Scared to death and [Ebm] scared to love.
They shook.
This ain't [Bbm] no such thing as halfway across.
Scared to death and [C] scared to love.
Living the life that is diamonds [Bb] and guns.
There's numerous ways you can choose the earth [Ebm] ones.
Some get shot, [Bb] locked down, and turned nuns.
Cowardly hearts and straight up [Cm] shook ones.
Shook ones.
He ain't a broke [Bb] son.
He [Cm] just a shook one.
[Bbm] [Bb] For [C] [Ebm] every rhyme I write, it's [Bb] 25 to life.
Do it so much, you got to trust.
Safeguarding [C] my life.
[Ebm] Ain't no time for hesitation.
[Bbm] The only leads to incarceration.
You don't know me.
There's [C] no relation [Bbm] between spread
and you don't play.
I don't got time for your petty thinking, my son.
I'm bigger [C] than those [Ebm] claiming that you pack heat,
[Bb] but you're scared to hope.
And with the smoke, you'll be left with one of [C] your don'ts.
13 [Bb] years in the projects.
My mentality is what, kid?
You talk a good one, but [Ebm] you don't want it.
Sometimes, [Eb] one, do [Bb] I deserve to live?
Am I going to burn to hell for all the things [C] I did?
[Ebm] No time to dwell on that, [Bb] because my brain reacts.
Front if you want, kid.
Lay [C] on your back.
[Ebm] I don't fake jacks, [Bbm] kid.
You know I bring it to your lot.
Stay in a child's place, [C] kid.
You out [Ebm] of line.
Criminal mind, [Bb] thirsty for recognition.
I'm sipping.
EMJ got [C] my mind flipping.
[Ebm] I'm brooking.
Think [Bb] I'm always out of hold for hustling.
Get that loot, kid.
You know my [C] function.
[Ebm] As long as I'm alive, [Bb] I'ma live illegal.
And once I get on, I'ma put on [C] all my [Ebm] people's react
like [Bb] Max Ahead.
You don't know when I roll up the beat,
gon' sleep [Ebm] because of freebies.
Son, it's show.
This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
Scared to death, but [Ebm] scared to look. They shook.
[Eb] This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
Scared to death, but [C] scared to look.
[Ebm] They shook.
This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
Scared to death, but [C] scared to [Ebm] look.
They shook.
This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
[C] Living the life [Bb] that it's long begun.
There's numerous ways you could choose to earn funds.
[C] Some [Eb] get shot, locked down, and [Bb] turned nuns.
Cowardly hearts and straight up [C] shook ones.
[Ebm] Shook ones.
[Bb] It ain't a book, son.
He [C] just a [Ebm] shook one.
[Bb] He was born to [Eb] rock.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
So all the $100 billion.
We a brotherhood without no debt.
[Ebm] Big [Bb] block.
[C] [Ebm]
[Bb] Let's fuck the block.
We're here.
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To learn Mobb Deep - Shook Ones, Pt. Ii chords, your first step should be understanding these chords - C, Ebm, Bb, C and Bb in sequence. For a smooth transition, initiate your practice at 46 BPM and gradually match the song's pace of 94 BPM. Tune your capo to accommodate your vocal range, referencing the song's key: Bb Major.

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_ _ _ Move it up, Smith.
[Ab] Word. _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] Yeah.
To all the killers [Eb] and the $100 billers, fellas.
_ _ Your eyes are red because you ain't got no feelings.
Feelings. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Db] Check it out [Bb] now.
[C] I [Ebm] _ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [C] [Ebm] got you stuck off the [Bb] realness.
We be the infamous.
You heard of us.
Official Queen [C] Bridge [Ebm] murderers.
Tomorrow comes Equal [Bb] Warfare.
Beware of my crime family who got enough shots
[C] to share for [Ebm] all those.
Who [Bb] want to profile and pose.
Rock you in your face.
Stab your brain [C] with your nose [Ebm] bone.
You all alone [Bbm] in these streets, cousin.
Every man for they self in this land.
We [C] be gunning.
[Ebm] And keep them chakrus [Bb] running like they supposed to.
They come around, but they never [C] come close [Ebm] to.
I can see it [Bb] inside the fix.
Sitting in the wrong place.
Cowards like you just [Ebm] get they whole body laced up
with [Bb] bullet holes and sucks.
Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get [C] touched.
You [Gb] can put your [Eb] whole army [Bb] against my team.
I guarantee you it'll be your very last [C] time breathing.
[Ebm] Your simple words just [Bb] don't move me.
You minor, we major.
You all up in the game and [C] don't deserve to [Ebm] be a player.
Don't make me [Bb] have to call your name out.
Recruit February.
My gunshots will [C] make you levitate.
[Ebm] I'm only 19, but [Bb] my mind is old.
And when the things get for real, my warm heart [C] turns cold.
[Ebm] Enough, nigga, to cease.
[Bb] Another story is told.
It ain't nothing, really.
And you're done, spark, [C] and filly.
[Ebm] So I can get my mind off [Bb] these yellow-backed niggas.
While they still alive, [B] I don't know.
Go figure.
Meanwhile, back in Queens, the realness, the foundation.
If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
when the slugs penetrate.
Feel a burning [Bb] sensation getting closer to God
in a tight [Ebm] situation.
Now, take these words [Bbm] home and think it through,
or the next rhyme I write might be [C] about truth.
Son, they shook.
[Eb] This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway across.
Scared to death and [Ebm] scared to love.
They shook.
This ain't [Bbm] no such thing as halfway across.
Scared to death and [C] scared to love.
Living the life that is diamonds [Bb] and guns.
There's numerous ways you can choose the earth [Ebm] ones.
Some get shot, [Bb] locked down, and turned nuns.
Cowardly hearts and straight up [Cm] shook ones.
Shook ones.
He ain't a broke [Bb] son.
He [Cm] just a shook one. _
_ _ [Bbm] [Bb] For _ [C] [Ebm] every rhyme I write, it's [Bb] 25 to life.
Do it so much, you got to trust.
Safeguarding [C] my life.
[Ebm] Ain't no time for hesitation.
[Bbm] The only leads to incarceration.
You don't know me.
There's [C] no relation [Bbm] between spread
and you don't play.
I don't got time for your petty thinking, my son.
I'm bigger [C] than those [Ebm] claiming that you pack heat,
[Bb] but you're scared to hope.
And with the smoke, you'll be left with one of [C] your don'ts.
13 [Bb] years in the projects.
My mentality is what, kid?
You talk a good one, but [Ebm] you don't want it.
Sometimes, [Eb] one, do [Bb] I deserve to live?
Am I going to burn to hell for all the things [C] I did?
[Ebm] No time to dwell on that, [Bb] because my brain reacts.
Front if you want, kid.
Lay [C] on your back.
[Ebm] I don't fake jacks, [Bbm] kid.
You know I bring it to your lot.
Stay in a child's place, [C] kid.
You out [Ebm] of line.
Criminal mind, [Bb] thirsty for recognition.
I'm sipping.
EMJ got [C] my mind flipping.
[Ebm] I'm brooking.
Think [Bb] I'm always out of hold for hustling.
Get that loot, kid.
You know my [C] function.
[Ebm] As long as I'm alive, [Bb] I'ma live illegal.
And once I get on, I'ma put on [C] all my [Ebm] people's react
like [Bb] Max Ahead.
You don't know when I roll up the beat,
gon' sleep [Ebm] because of freebies.
Son, it's show.
This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
Scared to death, but [Ebm] scared to look. They shook.
[Eb] This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
Scared to death, but [C] scared to look.
[Ebm] They shook.
This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
Scared to death, but [C] scared to [Ebm] look.
They shook.
This ain't [Bb] no such thing as halfway broke.
_ _ [C] Living the life [Bb] that it's long begun.
There's numerous ways you could choose to earn funds.
[C] Some [Eb] get shot, locked down, and [Bb] turned nuns.
Cowardly hearts and straight up [C] shook ones.
[Ebm] Shook ones.
[Bb] It ain't a book, son.
He [C] just a [Ebm] shook one.
[Bb] He was born to [Eb] rock.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. _
_ So all the $100 billion. _ _
_ _ We a brotherhood without no debt.
[Ebm] Big [Bb] block.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [Ebm] _
[Bb] Let's fuck the block.
We're here.
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