Luyện nghe bài hát Got Yourself a Gun

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

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

1]
My first album had no guest appearances
The outcome, I'm was crowned the lyricist
Many years on this professional
Why you question who's better?
The is still mine, tattoos real
With "god's son" across the belly, the of rap
You saw me in with thoughts like that
To take it to africa, I did it with biggie
Me and 2pac were soldiers of the same
You lames should huddle, your teams y'all feel
The wrath of a killer, this is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads,
But the q.b. don't stand for no
word is like a sawed-off blast
'cause y'all all soft and I'm the black
That to haul y'all ass in
for the hood by the corner store
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 escobar
You know the kid got his chipped fixed
Hair parted with a barbers
for life, it's -
The of the golden child, son of a blues player
So who are you playa? y'all the true savior
Puffin' tropical, cups of that vodka too
Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a
up? never, 'member I do this through righteous steps
You judists thought I was gone, so in of my death
been all happy go lucky, bunch of sambos
Call me gods son, my pants low
I don't die slow, put them up like 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
This is hardcore, kid rock and limp bizkit's soft
Sip criss, get chips, wrist gliss, I
shift look sick up in that boxed up porsche
With the top cut off, kids go and cop the source
They don't know the blocks I'm on
And everybody 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 watchin' my moves
My watch and my
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like
It's not my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I iced
Who am i? the back twister, lingerie
Automatic leg spreader, brain getter
it gangsta wit' ya