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

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

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

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

With niggas you know how I do
Look, I got shooters in Queensbridge than you
will tie you up on the coliseum roof
And open beer bottles off the boy chipped tooth, here

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 you got robbed
The nerve of this nigga oh my God

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

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

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

Yeah nigga, the gloves is off, the is done
It's whatever, whenever, however one
And since you with sayin' that gay shit
Yes, you was kissin' my dick when you was that bitch

Nasty shit, you though I was Vanette
You callin' Carm a hundred I was bonin' her neck
You got a baby by the broad, you can't her yet
When your lies end? When does the truth begins?

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