Luyện nghe bài hát I Gave You Power

Damn! how muh-fuckers use a nigga
Just use me for whatever the fuck want
I get to say shit
Just me, just do what the fuck they want
Sell me, me away
Niggaz just don't give a about a nigga like me right?
Like I'm a f... I'm a gun,
It's like I'm a gun
I can't this shit...
up... (word up)

I seen cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets
use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel for
I was made to kill, that's why they me concealed
Under car they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad
They me when they load me with mad slugs
precisely, one in my head
They call me Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little to Canarsie, livin harshly
up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me
But what I feel it never
I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, place me in shelves
Under beds, so I beg for my owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow

How you me now? I go blaow
It's that shit moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took first child
your life, crippled your style
I you power
I made you buck

How you like me now? I go
It's that shit that moves crowds makin every foul
I might have took first child
Scarred your life, crippled style
I gave you
I made you buck

Always I'm in some shit, my abdomen is the
The barrel is my dick,
Pull my skin back and cock me, I off when they unlock me
of what happens to niggaz shock me
I see niggaz bleedin runnin from me in fear, stunningly
Fall down the eyes of these so-called guys, for years
I've been in robberies, givin niggaz heart to follow me
Placin peoples in graves, funerals made I was sprayed
I was laid in a shelf, with a
Met a tech with numbers on his chest that say
and zero
Had a defaced, hopin one day, police would place
Where he from, a name or some sort of person to claim him
of murderin, made him wanna be a plain gun
But yo I had some other plans, the next time the beef is on
I make myself jam right in my owner's

How you me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have your first child
Scarred your life, your style
I you power
I made you wild

How you like me now? I go
It's shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your child
Scarred your life, crippled your
I gave you
I made you wild

Yo, went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me it's bullets, two vests and a nine
There's a in a box, and that tech that kept cryin
Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, rusty as clear
He's bout to fall to pieces, cause of his career
Yo, I can hear somebody comin in, open the
His bubblin, he said, "It was on"
I felt his palm troubled him
Somebody stomped him out, his dome was
He placed me on his waist, the moment I've waitin
My creation was for to kill blacks
It's like me that accidentally, go off, makin niggaz memories
But this time, it's intentionally
He walked me outside, saw cat
me back, said, "Remember me?"
He pulled the but I held on, it felt wrong
Knowing niggaz is in hell for 'im
He squeezed harder, I budge, sick of the blood
Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man's
What the other kid did was out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he the chase
My owner fell to the floor, his wig so fast
I didn't he was hit, it's over with
Heard mad niggaz screamin, runnin, cops is comin
Now I'm happy, until I felt somebody grab me
Damn!