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

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

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

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

With niggas you know 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 this broad
Nigga never aspirin' how you Escobar?
Had to buy your chain back last time you got
The of this coward nigga oh my God

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

Super
('Cause I don't 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 ballin' and rhymin' get it, in Carmen
I came in your Bentley backseat, in your jeep
Left on your baby seat

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

Nasty shit, you though I was Vanette
You Carm a hundred 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?

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

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