Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Myself A Gun

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

Yo I'm livin' in this time behind enemy
so I got mine, I hope you ("got a gun")
You from the hood, I you ("got yourself a gun"
you want beef I hope ya ("got a gun")
And when I see you take what I want
so you tried to front, ya ("got yourself 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
years on this professional level
why you question who's better?
the World is still mine, tattoos
with "God's Son" the belly, the boss 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 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 stand for no
every is like a sawed-off blast
'cause y'all all soft and I'm the black
that came to haul ass in
it's for the by the corner store
many try, many die, come at Nas if you a war.
get it bloody.

2]
I'm the N the A to the
and If I wasn't I must've been
you know the kid got his chipped tooth
Hair parted with a barbers
Bravehearted for life, -
the return of the Golden Child, son of a player
so who are you y'all awaited the true savior
puffin' that tropical, cups of Vodka too
chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital
Throw up? never, 'member I do this through righteous
you Judists I was gone, so in light of my death
y'all been all happy go lucky, of sambos
call me Son, with my pants low
I die slow, put them rags up like Petey 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
this is real hardcore, Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit's
sip criss, get chips, gliss, I floss
stick shift look sick up in boxed up Porsche
with the top cut off, rich go and cop the source
don't know about the blocks I'm on
and everybody wanna know where the kid live, he rest at?
where he at and dress at?
know he got dough, does he live?
is he still in the
does he really know how ill he is?
got all of y'all watchin' my
my watch and my
hop in my coupe, dodge like that
not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my shoes, I iced that
Who am I? the back twister, ripper
automatic leg spreader, brain getter
it gangsta wit' ya