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 hope you ("got a gun"
You want I hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
And when I see you i'ma what I want
So you tried to front, hope ya ("got a gun")
You ain't real, ya ("got yourself a gun")

1]
My first had no famous guest appearances
The outcome, I'm was the best lyricist
Many on this professional level
Why would you who's better?
The is still mine, tattoos real
"god's son" across the belly, the boss of rap
You saw me in belly 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, your shook y'all feel
The of a killer, 'cause this is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, pads, apparel
But the q.b. don't for no quarterback
Every word is a sawed-off blast
'cause y'all all soft and I'm the hearse
That came to haul ass in
It's for the hood by the store
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 been 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 y'all awaited the true savior
Puffin' tropical, cups of that vodka too
Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a
Throw up? never, 'member I do this through steps
You thought I was gone, so in light of my death
been all happy go lucky, bunch of sambos
Call me son, with my pants low
I don't die slow, put them rags up like pablo
is nasdaq dough, in my nascar with this nas flow, reppin'
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, wrist gliss, I
Stick shift look up in that boxed up porsche
With the top cut off, rich kids go and cop the
They know about the blocks I'm on
And wanna know where the kid live, where he rest at?
Where he at and dress at?
Know he got dough, where does he
Is he in the bridge?
Does he really how ill that he is?
Got all of y'all my moves
My and my jewels
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews that
It's not my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my shoes, I iced that
Who am i? the twister, lingerie ripper
leg spreader, quicker brain getter
Keepin' it wit' ya