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 project Kool Aid, you sweet nigga
I don't got a 2 way, you
This is not beef, is rap, homey
I don't a scratch on me

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

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

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

I got a gun
Yeah, I got a gun

Listen, I'm the J, the A to the fuck broad
Nigga never aspirin' how you Escobar?
Had to buy your chain back last you got robbed
The nerve of this coward oh my God

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

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

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

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

Nasty shit, you I was bonin' Vanette
You callin' Carm a times I was bonin' her neck
You got a by the broad, you can't disown her yet
When your 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 girl, she knows what's up
at a real nigga 'cause, nigga, I don't give a fuck

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