Luyện nghe bài hát I Gave You Power

Damn! how muh-fuckers use a nigga
Just use me for whatever the fuck they
I get to say shit
Just grab me, just do the fuck they want
Sell me, throw me
Niggaz just give a fuck about a nigga like me right?
Like I'm a f... I'm a gun,
like I'm a motherfuckin gun
I believe this shit...
up... (word up)

I seen some cold nights and bloody
They and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this 'til this day
My body is cold steel for
I was made to kill, why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they me in clubs
Been in the of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me mad slugs
precisely, one in my head
They call me Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches four pounds, through so many towns
Ohio to Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, pull me out
I as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be
A broken safety, niggaz me in shelves
beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow

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

How you like me now? I go
that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might took your first child
Scarred your life, crippled style
I you power
I made you wild

Always I'm in some shit, my is the clip
The barrel is my dick,
my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unlock me
Results of happens to niggaz shock me
I see niggaz runnin from me in fear, stunningly tears
Fall down the eyes of these tough guys, for years
I've used in robberies, givin niggaz heart to follow me
Placin peoples in graves, made cause I was sprayed
I was laid in a shelf, a grenade
Met a tech with numbers on his chest that say
and zero
Had a serial defaced, hopin one day, police place
Where he came from, a name or some of person to claim him
Tired of murderin, made him be a plain gun
But yo I had some other plans, like the time the beef is on
I make myself jam in my owner's hand

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

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

Yo, weeks by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an hides
Besides me it's bullets, two and then a nine
There's a in a box, and that tech that kept cryin
Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty as
He's bout to fall to pieces, cause of his career
Yo, I can hear somebody in, open the shelf
His bubblin, he said, "It was on"
I his palm troubled him shakin
Somebody stomped him out, his dome was
He placed me on his waist, the moment I've waitin
My creation was for blacks to kill
It's like me that accidentally, go off, makin niggaz memories
But this time, it's done
He walked me outside, saw cat
me back, said, "Remember me?"
He pulled the trigger but I held on, it wrong
Knowing niggaz is in hell for 'im
He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the
of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man's grudge
What the other kid did was out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, he lit out, he lead the chase
My fell to the floor, his wig split 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!