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 time behind enemy lines
So I got mine, I you ("got yourself a gun")
You from the hood, I hope you ("got a gun"
You beef I hope ya ("got yourself a gun")
And when I see you i'ma take what I
So you tried to front, ya ("got yourself a gun")
You ain't real, ya ("got yourself a gun")

1]
My first had no famous guest appearances
The outcome, I'm was crowned the lyricist
Many years on this professional
Why would you question better?
The world is mine, tattoos real
With "god's son" the belly, the boss of rap
You saw me in belly with like that
To take it back to africa, I did it with
Me and 2pac were soldiers of the same
You should huddle, your teams shook y'all feel
The wrath of a killer, 'cause is my football field
Throwin' passes a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel
But the q.b. don't stand for no
Every word is a sawed-off blast
'cause all soft and I'm the black hearse
That came to y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner
try, many die, come 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 the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
Hair parted a barbers preciseness
Bravehearted for life, -
The return of the child, son of a blues player
So who are you playa? y'all awaited the savior
Puffin' tropical, cups of that vodka too
chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital
Throw up? never, 'member I do through righteous steps
You judists I was gone, so in light of my death
Y'all been all happy go lucky, bunch of
Call me son, with my pants low
I don't die slow, put rags up like petey pablo
This is nasdaq dough, in my nascar this nas flow, reppin'
Hit the sto', never let me go, get my whole collection.

3]
It's - the - return of the prince, the
This is hardcore, kid rock and limp bizkit's soft
Sip criss, get chips, gliss, I floss
Stick shift look sick up in boxed up porsche
the top cut off, rich kids 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?
Know he got dough, where he live?
Is he still in the
Does he really know how ill he is?
Got all of watchin' my moves
My and my jewels
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like
It's not my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my shoes, I iced that
Who am i? the twister, lingerie ripper
Automatic leg spreader, quicker getter
it gangsta wit' ya