Luyện nghe bài hát Got Yourself a Gun

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

Yo I'm livin' in this time behind lines
So I got mine, I you ("got yourself a gun")
You from the hood, I hope you ("got a gun"
You want beef I ya ("got yourself a gun")
And I see you i'ma take what I want
So you to front, hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
You real, hope ya ("got yourself a gun")

1]
My first album had no guest appearances
The outcome, I'm was the best lyricist
Many years on this professional
Why would you question better?
The world is mine, tattoos real
With "god's son" across the belly, the of rap
You saw me in belly with like that
To it back to africa, I did it with biggie
Me and were soldiers of the same struggle
You lames should huddle, your teams shook y'all
The wrath of a killer, 'cause is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, pads, apparel
But the q.b. don't stand for no
Every is like a sawed-off blast
y'all all soft and I'm the black hearse
That came to y'all ass in
for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, at nas if you want a war.

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

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