Luyện nghe bài hát Got Yourself a Gun

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"woke up this mornin', you got yourself a gun, you got a gun"..

Yo I'm livin' in this time behind lines
So I got mine, I hope you ("got a gun")
You the hood, I hope you ("got yourself a gun"
You want I hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
And when I see you i'ma what I want
So you tried to front, ya ("got yourself a gun")
You ain't real, hope ya ("got a gun")

1]
My first album had no famous appearances
The outcome, I'm was crowned the lyricist
Many on this professional level
Why you question who's better?
The world is still mine, real
With "god's son" the belly, the boss of rap
You saw me in with thoughts like that
To take it to africa, I did it with biggie
Me and 2pac were soldiers of the struggle
You lames should huddle, your teams shook feel
The wrath of a killer, this is my football field
passes from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel
But the q.b. don't stand for no
word is like a sawed-off blast
'cause all soft and I'm the black hearse
That to haul y'all ass in
for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at nas if you a war.

2]
I'm the n the a to the
And if I wasn't I must've escobar
You the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
parted with a barbers preciseness
for life, it's -
The of the golden child, son of a blues player
So who are you playa? awaited the true savior
Puffin' that tropical, cups of that too
Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a
Throw up? never, 'member I do this through steps
You judists thought I was gone, so in of my death
Y'all been all go lucky, bunch of sambos
Call me son, with my pants low
I die slow, put them rags up like petey pablo
This is dough, in my nascar with this nas flow, reppin'
Hit the record sto', let me go, get my whole collection.

3]
It's - the - return of the prince, the
This is real hardcore, kid and limp bizkit's soft
Sip criss, get chips, gliss, I floss
Stick look sick up in that boxed up porsche
With the top cut off, rich go and cop the source
They know about the blocks I'm on
And everybody wanna know where the kid live, where he at?
Where he shop at and at?
he got dough, where does he live?
Is he in the bridge?
Does he really how ill that he is?
Got all of y'all watchin' my
My watch and my
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like
It's not only my jewels, ice anything, chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I that
Who am i? the twister, lingerie ripper
Automatic leg spreader, quicker brain
Keepin' it wit' ya