Luyện nghe bài hát Got Yourself a Gun

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"woke up mornin', you got yourself a gun, you got yourself a gun"..

Yo I'm livin' in this time behind enemy
So I got mine, I you ("got yourself a gun")
You from the hood, I you ("got yourself a gun"
You want beef I ya ("got yourself a gun")
And when I see you i'ma take I want
So you tried to front, ya ("got yourself a gun")
You ain't real, hope ya ("got a gun")

1]
My first album had no famous guest
The outcome, I'm was crowned the lyricist
Many on this professional level
Why you question who's better?
The is still mine, tattoos real
With "god's son" the belly, the boss of rap
You saw me in with thoughts like that
To take it back to africa, I did it biggie
Me and 2pac were soldiers of the same
You lames huddle, your teams shook y'all feel
The wrath of a killer, 'cause is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, pads, apparel
But the q.b. stand for no quarterback
Every is like a sawed-off blast
'cause y'all all and I'm the black hearse
That came to y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner
try, many die, come at nas if you want a war.

2]
I'm the n the a to the
And if I wasn't I must've been
You the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
Hair parted with a preciseness
for life, it's -
The return of the golden child, son of a player
So who are you playa? y'all the true savior
Puffin' that tropical, cups of vodka too
chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital
Throw up? never, 'member I do this righteous steps
You judists thought I was gone, so in light of my
Y'all been all go lucky, bunch of sambos
me gods son, with my pants low
I don't die slow, put them rags up petey pablo
This is nasdaq dough, in my nascar with this nas flow,
Hit the record sto', never let me go, get my collection.

3]
It's - the - return of the prince, the
is real hardcore, kid rock and limp bizkit's soft
Sip criss, get chips, gliss, I floss
Stick shift look up in that boxed up porsche
With the top cut off, kids go and cop the source
They don't know about the I'm on
And wanna know where the kid live, where he rest at?
he shop at and dress at?
Know he got dough, where does he
Is he still in the
he really know how ill that he is?
Got all of y'all watchin' my
My and my jewels
Hop in my coupe, interviews like that
not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I that
Who am i? the back twister, lingerie
Automatic leg spreader, quicker brain
Keepin' it wit' ya