Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Myself A Gun

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"Woke up mornin', you got yourself a gun, you got
a gun"..

Yo I'm livin' in this time behind lines
so I got mine, I you ("got yourself a gun")
You the hood, I hope you ("got yourself a gun"
you beef I hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
And when I see you 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 famous guest
the outcome, I'm was crowned the lyricist
many years on this level
why would you question who's
the is still mine, tattoos real
"God's Son" across the belly, the boss of rap
you saw me in Belly with thoughts like
to it back to Africa, I did it with Biggie
Me and 2Pac soldiers of the same struggle
You lames should huddle, your shook y'all feel
the wrath of a killer, 'cause is my football field
Throwin' passes a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel
but the Q.B. don't stand for no
every word is a sawed-off blast
'cause all soft and I'm the black hearse
that to haul y'all ass in
it's for the by the corner store
many try, many die, at Nas if you want a war.
get it bloody.

2]
I'm the N the A to the
and If I wasn't I been Escobar
you know the kid got his chipped tooth
Hair with a barbers preciseness
Bravehearted for life, -
the return of the Golden Child, son of a player
so who are you playa? awaited the true savior
puffin' that tropical, of that Vodka too
Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a
up? never, 'member I do this through righteous steps
you thought I was gone, so in light of my death
y'all been all happy go lucky, of sambos
call me Gods Son, with my low
I don't die slow, put rags up like Petey Pablo
is Nasdaq dough, in my Nascar with this Nas flow, reppin'
hit the record sto', let me go, get my whole 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
stick shift look sick up in boxed up Porsche
with the top cut off, rich go and cop the source
they know about 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, does he live?
is he still in the
he really know how ill that he is?
got all of watchin' my moves
my and my jewels
hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like
not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I that
Who am I? the back twister, lingerie
automatic leg spreader, quicker getter
keepin' it wit' ya