Luyện nghe bài hát Super Ugly (Dissing Nas)

Woke up this
(You got a gun)
Yeah, I got a gun
Yeah, I got a gun
Brooklyn, up, I got myself 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, this is rap,
I don't a scratch on me

You feel Jay rip Jay off
Damn, I'm only worth a hundred million
Look, I got beef with a hundred children
Niggas with pink suits, to get cute

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
you sneakin' out the back of the source sound lab

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

Queens niggas you know how I do
Look, I got more shooters in than you
will tie you up on the coliseum 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
never sold aspirin' how you Escobar?
Had to buy your chain back time you got robbed
The nerve of coward nigga oh my God

And I know rap are in the windows
I bring 'em to ya live lift up windows
Let the public peek in to dirty laundry
Y'all want me to continue Hov

Super
('Cause I give a fuck)
All I really know is your hoe wants to be me
And she playin'
And what I'm
(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 your Bentley backseat, in your jeep
Left condoms on your baby

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

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

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

All I really know is your hoe wants to be me
And she playin'
And I'm sayin'
(She with me)
And sleeps, the sheets