Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up Your Guns

[Intro
When I woke up this
I myself alone
I turned to her hair
And she was gone, she was
And there my pillow
Were her tears the night before
She said give up guns and face the law

I robbed a in Tampa
And I thought I had it
But the picked up my trail within the glades
So I ran
And I on this cabin
And she to me to me once more
She said up your guns
She give up your guns
She give up your guns
And the law

Da 5'9"]
This is a stick up, up
will lift up, lift up
If you get up, get up
hands
Kwe 'em

Kweli]
Sucome to the
And we get and get silent
Get my gun into
I'm never runnin' or

Verse One Da 5'9"]
About a hundred any minute bullets from the guns
In front of any one of youngins
We trippin in the winter
Still killin' chickens
We ain't slippin, we ain't
You listen this is me
this Is Nickel bitch
I'm G
With my nigga
Get back stacks since 03'
No strings yo wack
Spittin' crack tracks
Like a fiend oh
Me and my hot
team I done seen
Obscene seein'
Nigga backdrop
Like a green screen before its cream
So they him up in Sing Sing
I know you mean dog
I caught between walls
I kill (I'm the boss)
I make Scream calls
I don't aim I give a speech in the streets
Like I'm in the movie
I let the thing off
Hittin' up my funds while I'm rippin up the
With the only left
Cause they givin up

And now I'm in this cabin where my own true should be
Instead there a note she wrote to me
And it said: you can't live by the bullet
But you sure as can die
My love give up your or say goodbye

And the sheriff now is with a shotgun at my door
Son
Give up your
And the law

Da 5'9"]
This is a stick up, up
Pistols will up, lift up
If you get up, get up
Your
Kwe 'em

[Talib
Come to the
And we get numb to get
Get my gun into
I'm runnin' or hidin'

[Verse Two: Talib
naw my niggas don't make speeches
Cause we ain't no fake
Or follow fake
Soon as the releases
You the bank
You not a
You quickly the difference
Between rights and
like Deliverence
Remember Sai got shot?
Yo it was he layed on the ice shiverin'
Comfortably
He was for being hungry and young
Violently is how the run
dump in the slum
See the lights and the gun
At the end of the tunnel no to run
The blood is the sum of the
you add up the factors
The splatters
don't matter to rappers
So we glorify and
Talk about our to die
And learn to always stay inside the camera's eye
Get my side, murder is so sexy
But the cried every time one of us would die

Three: Raekwon]
Give up my guns never you
I'm all
All 80 fly out
Put you right out try it out
Save the
to impress
Blow a hole in your
With suitcase money I roll up the
powered 9's Mausbergs
Squeeze than new V's
Fresh new bags of bullets or
Got my paper and plottin'
I blow a right through your stocking
Come out back and scratch up your lockin'
We killas and don dons
Pop through the vagabond
Boulevards where niggas pull a card
Wrong songs don't play me lady
Baby guerrillas with hate
spray up the ceilings
The best in the business
Mind business
Staten
Malicious we live in the kitchens
And dis go the fuck home
Bring better
to the rally and flash if you with this

[Outro:
I'm not playin'. We shoot niggas. All day. Keep them nigga. They got
New little guns. New little joints with baby missiles in it. Them the
Joints we play with nigga. The Einsteins is on nigga. bottoms in
The hoodie. Ice Water nigga. up. General Shala Raekwon. All day
E'day. A professional. Yeah. Get that money niggas. Don't give up
guns. You stupid?