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

1]
My first album had no guest appearances
The outcome, I'm was the best lyricist
Many years on professional level
Why would you question better?
The world is still mine, tattoos
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 with
Me and 2pac were of the same struggle
You lames should huddle, teams shook y'all feel
The wrath of a killer, this is my football field
passes from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel
But the q.b. stand for no quarterback
Every is like a sawed-off blast
'cause y'all all soft and I'm the hearse
That came to y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner
Many try, 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 know the kid got his chipped 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, of that vodka too
Papi chu', tore up, up in a hospital
up? never, 'member I do this through righteous steps
You thought I was gone, so in light of my death
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 like pablo
This is dough, in my nascar with this nas flow, reppin'
Hit the sto', never let me go, get my whole collection.

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