Luyện nghe bài hát Super Ugly (Dissing Nas)

Woke up morning
(You got a gun)
Yeah, I got a gun
Yeah, I got a gun
Brooklyn, stand up, I got a gun

But really, I don't the heat
heart pump project Kool Aid, you sweet nigga
I got a 2 way, you gays
This is not beef, is rap, homey
I have a scratch on me

You Jay soft rip Jay off
Damn, I'm worth over a hundred million
Look, I got beef with like a hundred
with pink suits, tryin' to get cute

You a little line, homey, don't let the nine hold me
Put you out your mind, homey, just rhyme, homey
your little lies, I kick my real facts
Like you sneakin' out the back of the sound lab

We wasn't you, we had a tapin' too
We came to do our one two thing
It a Roc-A-Fella come through thing
'Cause if it was on like that niggas would come through

With Queens niggas you how I do
Look, I got more shooters in than you
Niggas will tie you up on the roof
And open beer bottles off the boy chipped tooth, look

I got a gun
Yeah, I got a gun

Listen, I'm the J, the A to the fuck this
Nigga sold aspirin' how you Escobar?
Had to buy your chain back last time you got
The of this coward nigga oh my God

And I know rap are in the windows
I bring 'em to ya lift up your windows
Let the public peek in to your laundry
Y'all don't me to continue Hov

Super
('Cause I give a fuck)
All I know is your hoe wants to be with me
And she playin'
And I'm sayin'
(She creeps me)
And sleeps, the sheets

Me and the boy AI got more in
Than just and rhymin' get it, more in Carmen
I came in Bentley backseat, skeeted in your jeep
Left condoms on your baby

Yeah nigga, the gloves is off, the love is
whatever, whenever, however nigga one
And since you infatuated with sayin' that gay
Yes, you was kissin' my dick you was kissin' that bitch

Nasty shit, you I was bonin' Vanette
You Carm a hundred times I was bonin' her neck
You got a baby by the broad, you disown her yet
When does lies end? When does the truth begins?

When does set in or does it not matter?
Gotta hurt, I'm baby mama's favorite rapper
And ask your current girl, she knows up
Holla at a real nigga 'cause, nigga, I don't give a

All I really is your hoe wants to be with me
And she ain't
And I'm sayin'
(She creeps me)
And sleeps, between the