Luyện nghe bài hát I Gave You Power

Damn! Look how muh-fuckers use a
Just use me for whatever the they want
I don't get to say
Just grab me, just do the fuck they want
Sell me, throw me
Niggaz don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right?
I'm a f... I'm a gun, shit
It's I'm a motherfuckin gun
I believe this shit...
up... (word up)

I seen some cold nights and days
They grab and me spray
use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is steel for real
I was made to kill, that's why keep me concealed
Under car they sneak me in clubs
in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my
They call me Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin
up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as niggaz scattered, me kill
But what I feel it never
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself to be fired
A broken safety, place me in shelves
Under beds, so I beg for my owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me up with hollow heads

How you me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that moves crowds every ghetto foul
I might have your first child
Scarred your life, crippled style
I gave you
I made you wild

How you me now? I go blaow
It's that that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have your first child
your life, crippled your style
I you power
I made you wild

Always I'm in some shit, my abdomen is the
The barrel is my dick,
Pull my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they me
Results of what happens to niggaz me
I see niggaz bleedin from me in fear, stunningly tears
Fall down the of these so-called tough guys, for years
been used in robberies, givin niggaz heart to follow me
Placin peoples in graves, funerals cause I was sprayed
I was in a shelf, with a grenade
Met a wrecked-up tech with numbers on his chest say
Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and
Had a serial defaced, one day, police would place
Where he came from, a or some sort of person to claim him
Tired of murderin, him wanna be a plain gun
But yo I had some other plans, like the next the beef is on
I make myself jam right in my hand

How you like me now? I go
that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first
Scarred life, crippled your style
I gave you
I made you wild

How you like me now? I go
It's shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first
your life, crippled your style
I you power
I you buck wild

Yo, went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an hides
Besides me it's bullets, two and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that that kept cryin
Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, rusty as clear
He's bout to to pieces, cause of his murder career
Yo, I can hear somebody comin in, open the
His bubblin, he said, "It was on"
I his palm troubled him shakin
Somebody stomped him out, his dome was
He placed me on his waist, the I've been waitin
My creation was for blacks to kill
It's gats like me that accidentally, go off, niggaz memories
But time, it's done intentionally
He walked me outside, saw cat
me back, said, "Remember me?"
He pulled the but I held on, it felt wrong
niggaz is waiting in hell for 'im
He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, of the blood
Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next grudge
the other kid did was pull out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, he lit out, he lead the chase
My fell to the floor, his wig split so fast
I didn't know he was hit, it's over
Heard mad niggaz screamin, niggaz runnin, is comin
Now I'm happy, until I felt else grab me
Damn!