Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up Your Guns

[Intro
When I up this morning
I found alone
I turned to her hair
And she was gone, she was
And there beside my
Were her from the night before
She said up your guns and face the law

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

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

Kweli]
Sucome to the
And we get and get silent
Get my gun into
I'm runnin' or hidin'

Verse One Da 5'9"]
About a hundred any minute runnin' from the guns
In front of any one of y'all
We ain't in the winter
Still spring chickens
We ain't slippin, we ain't
You ain't this is me
Bitch Is Nickel bitch
I'm G
With my Kweli
Get back gettin' stacks 03'
No strings yo wack
Spittin' makin' tracks
a dope 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 been caught walls
I don't (I'm the boss)
I just make Scream
I don't aim I don't give a speech in the
I'm livin' in the movie
I let the thing off
Hittin' up my funds I'm rippin up the slums
With the only left
they givin up they

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

And the sheriff now is calling with a shotgun at my
Son
Give up guns
And the law

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

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

[Verse Two: Talib
Hell naw my niggas don't make
Cause we no fake preachers
Or follow fake
Soon as the releases
You from the
You not a
You quickly the difference
rights and privileges
Nothin' like
when Sai got shot?
Yo it was winter he layed on the ice
Comfortably
He was killed for being hungry and
is how the company run
They in the slum
See the lights and the gun
At the end of the tunnel no to run
The is the sum of the equation
you add up the factors
The splatters
Life don't to rappers
So we glorify and
Talk our plans to die
And learn to always inside the motherfuckin' camera's eye
Get my good side, is so sexy
But the hood cried every one of us would die

[Verse Three:
Give up my guns you crazy?
I'm all
All 80 fly out
Put you out lets try it out
Save the
Bressed to
a hole in your vest
With suitcase I roll up the stretch
High powered 9's
Squeeze than new V's
Fresh new of bullets or bean
Got my paper and plottin'
I blow a hole right your stocking
Come out your and scratch up your lockin'
We real killas and don
Pop through the vagabond
Boulevards where niggas will a card
Wrong songs don't play me killas
Baby guerrillas hate feelings
That'll up the ceilings
The best ninjas in the
Mind your
judicious
Malicious team we in the kitchens
And dis niggas go the fuck
Bring biscuits
Come to the rally and flash if you this

Raekwon]
I'm not playin'. We niggas. All day. Keep them hollows nigga. They got
New little guns. New little joints with long missiles in it. Them the
Joints we play nigga. The Einsteins is on nigga. Hard bottoms in
The hoodie. Ice Water nigga. Word up. General Raekwon. All day
E'day. A professional. Yeah. Get that money niggas. never give up
guns. You stupid?